Sitting under the sacred Asoka tree
With my mind in solitude
Hiding behind the tree smiling
He comes out slowly
With his hands covering my eyes
Feeling his cuddling touch
My gloomy lips blooms like a flower
Turned to see that facetious one
Standing with an unimpeachable smile!
Oh! Am I dreaming?
In front of me the sky blued Krishna
With his full weight on left foot
Playing the nine-eyed flute
Filled with spiritual music of love!

Wind takes my breath away
Which you gave me from your lips
Chase the wind my love
Save me from dying without you!

Love you like an
Oceanid full of
**Valuable pearls
         Elaborated so deep

  Yearning like an
  Ocherous statue
             Until you give me life

        Love  
           You
                     Love

Velvet green grass floorage
With thousands of
Tall coconut pillars
Silver ribbon streams
In a harmony with the green
White pearl cranes
Fitting in a place of beauty
Peeping black beauties
Of small and big hills
Through the pillars so high
Filled with bed of
Greenary, greenary, greenary
And it is one born
My God’s own country !

In a bubble he fly
To touch the sky so high
With a poke on the bubble
Flies a crow with a giggle
There he fell with a thud
On the vehicle full of mud

Black birds in the sky
Followed by a group of spy
Eagles brown in colour
With eyes so wicked in power
Faster the black birds wings
Up and down like the swings
With fear in eyes for life
From the eagles full of knife