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Rama Krsna Apr 2023
nothing can exist
in which you are not,
my blue lord!

deep within those expressive blue eyes,
is a floating peacock feather.
even in koln’s cold full moon now,
i see a tinge of blue.

in all her panoramic photos
which showcase a cerulean blue,
i only see you...
everything animate or inanimate
is you

you’re the Buddha
teaching
the science of the formless!

where there’s dharma, there’s Krsna
where there’s artha, there’s Krsna
where there’s kama, there’s Krsna
where there’s moksha, there’s Krsna

here, there and everywhere,
all i see is Krsna.
yet she says she doesn’t see you,
i wonder why?

© 2023
dharma: right action
artha: material prosperity
kama: spiritual and physical love
moksha: liberation and enlightenment
Rama Krsna Apr 2019
while the whole world
takes my name
for eternal salvation,
i softly chant
under each breath
the magical words
radha...radha...radha...
my eternal love

without whom
i'm merely
the burnt ashes
which remain
after that fragrant incense
called radha
has been lit

© 2019
Rama Krsna Apr 2019
in a world
where a drama queen
sheepishly bares
tales she could’ve easily spared
oh Krsna
wish you were here

in a world
where world leaders lie
so adeptly on the fly
oh Krsna
i wish you were here

in a world
that knows no shame
where social media
deserves quite the blame
oh my dear Krsna
we wish you were here

why is truth such a rarity?
there just isn’t any parity
in a world that’s a total nightmare
dearest Krsna
how i wish you were here

© 2019
GR  Nov 2017
A Letter From Radha
GR Nov 2017
my darling krsna,

isn't it time
to put away
that decorated flute
of yours?

knowing well
this is where
soulful melodies
which sustain
the rhythm of the universe
emanates from

let the birds stop singing
the gopis stop dancing
the stars stop shining
and the universe stop expanding

from here on
you belong
to me alone...

eternally yours,

radha

© 2017
Rama Krsna Jul 2019
only when i hear
those magical words:
“i love you”
leave your enticing
bow shaped lips
do i have a raison d’etre

absent  
i wander like a recluse
half mad, half nomad
fully devoid of purpose

the altruistic love
you shower
eternally charges
the battery of my existence
sans la quelle
juke box of life ceases to play

these temporary duracells
are withering away radhika
end this tirade,
come lock your lips with mine
like we used to
in the good old days of the vraj

© 2019
This poem is an ode to the power of Radhika,  The eternal lover of Krishna
JAATC  Oct 2020
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JAATC Oct 2020
I'm
Unbearably fortunate
Centered in an Awareness
That's ever growing less and less subtle
As gross and form are dissolving,
Feeling like less of a substance
As my Lord,
Bestows mercy
And I manifest
Raganuga Bhakti,
I serve
Content and compliant
The Now is the Mystery
Magic is the ultimate science
Beyond reliance
Beyond refuge,
The ultimate surrender
The bow of transcendence
Has long ago been flexed,
And these moods here...
Under the shade of a tree in Vrndavan's center
Shouting praises
O!
How I yearn,
For my Dear Krsna

— The End —