Which he had been
With so much zest and devotion
And delight
Felt he perturbed
And started retreating,
But I dared ask him,
Hey, hey, you,
What, what are you singing? ,
Into whose response
Came it the feeble answer,
The song,
The song of Rama,
The song of Rama,
He sand the song
Which but heard I
And after singing the song
from the hazy domain
Went he away,
Went he away that singer,
That singer of Rama
For whom still weep I,
Break I down!
So attractive and lovely,So fascinating and charming indeed.On looking you, my pen stops it,As if someone holding the penAnd asking me,You do not write, do not,See the lovely maid,Just see her,Not less than your poetry.
Have you,Have you seen Telang Swami,The Andhra sadhuWandering,Floating in the Ganga watersThrough yogic miraclesLying for hoursIn a relaxed mannerO Dashashwamedha Ghat,Say you, say you,where have you seen, seenThe naked yogi,The great Hatha YogiFrom the Dashnami Sampradaya,The Advaita Vedantist,The Raja Yogi,Tantric Sri Telang Swami?O, O, you, Dashashwamedha Ghat,Asi Ghat,Vedvyasa Ashrama at Hanuman Ghat,Say you, say you…
Forget me not, my love.It is the habit of the commonly people thatYou love and forget thereafterBut you keep me, keep in your heart,Always for ever as ever.I am but your shy mistress, made for you just,Taking me heart away, giving your heart,Turn me not away please,Never say goodbye for ever,As your love am I,…
The aggressive, peculiarly-jawedBloody animals,Back-mouthed spotted hyenas.
Of undaunted sacrifice and oath-takingAnd standing by word and moralityAs shown in the character of KarnaThe disowned child of KuntiFused with the high-pitching poesyOf Dinkar.
LandingAnd flying awaySo beautifully black,Black and white,White and black,The cranes,Black-necked,White-feathered cranes.
