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4.2k · Apr 28
Rama Krsna Apr 28
exacting in love
possessive by nature
volatile in temperament
and raging like flames
you are wild and untamed

nothing like docile padma!

the strategic placement
of each kiss on
your voluptuous body
you so unashamedly demand
is provocatively seductive

drawing out
from deep within the soul
of this simple flute-playing cowherd
a brazen but besotted lover

© 2019
padma: see my poem padma
4.2k · May 19
two for one
Rama Krsna May 19
the nectar of love
only comes with
the poison of pain,
for the exorbitant price of one

at the chasm
of life and death
destroyed by love
grief remains
as life’s sole friend

the memories of love
belong to time
and this aging body
to the five elements.

© 2019
2.7k · May 4
Rama Krsna May 4
the deeper
i search within
the contours of myself
to find the real me
i only see you

the mirror
i hold
to my face
projects your reflection

my heart beats
the rhythm of its beat
chanting your name

you on the other hand
seem to enjoy your stroll
away from me,
oh vishnu maya - mistress of illusion

when true knowledge
you will experience the truth
only i pervade
every pore of yours

© 2019
2.4k · Jul 26
Rama Krsna Jul 26
if silence
is the gateway
to the highest truth,
animals glimpse this truth
far better than humans do....
that inherent tranquility
embedded in
the radius of their own silence,
be it a lion or a dog!
after all,
“dog” written backwards is
indeed “god”

© 2019
inspired by Ramana Maharshi who said that “silence is also conversation”
Rama Krsna Aug 3
that golden haystack
mounted on an unwieldy bullock cart
you wished we had......

a regret of a million lifetimes!

every time
your plucky smile flashes
in the sacred space between brows,
i see a wish fulfilling acacia tree
nymphalid butterflies flutter in my gut
and rapid clips of lifetimes past
neatly edited,
projected as movie trailers

your deathlike silence
has quietly become my universe,
as i pen in moon-like solitude
memoirs of an unrequited love

© 2019
Dedicated to all those who’ve loved, failed and venture to retry.
1.3k · Apr 21
Rama Krsna Apr 21
daughter of the mountain
those fierce himalayan winds
bring home
the music of your tinkling anklets

with each cat-like step
you take
i hear esoteric ragas
neatly arranged
forming musical treatises
your indescribable beauty
and infinite greatness

for now,
i meditate on
that space
between these notes
which is where
i know
you truly reside

© 2019
Rama Krsna Aug 5
a garland of words
eulogized by occidental cosmologists today
to deify the milky way

for five millennia,
in clandestine chambers of
the temple of the lord with a lotus navel,
oriental sages, finely tuned into
ultimate mantras of the cosmos,
initiated ‘twice born’ namboodris of kerala
into a mellifluous sanskrit verse....

a potent heart melting hymn
where our star-studded galaxy,
milky in complexion,
is seen as a spinning jagged-edged discus,
worn as an ornamental ring
around vishnu’s slender index finger,
from whose whirling lotus navel
the birth of inseparable twins:
warped space intertwined with flowing time

now this is a garland of exquisite beauty!

© 2019
vishnu: the all pervading one
namboodris: a sect of brahmins from kerala
1.2k · Jul 6
primal soul (etheree)
Rama Krsna Jul 6
for whom
or indulgence
merely imposters
ever equanimous
untouched by cosmic maya
bearing that crescent on his crown
steeped in the bliss of pure awareness
primal soul with no beginning or end

© 2019
Etheree:: 10 line poem where each line has one syllable more than the previous, first line is 1, second is 2 and so on
1.2k · May 25
Rama Krsna May 25
i stand
palms folded
in mute surrender
to the crescent bearing goddess,
whose fish shaped eyes
bear sole witness
to the final cosmic dance
into which
all beings
animate and inanimate
finally dissolve into

her sensuous orbs,
atoms and stars
music and cacophony
love and hate
consciousness and matter
all become one

© 2019
1.1k · Apr 23
Rama Krsna Apr 23
seems just a little less
the melody of my flute
the fragrance of the roses
the stars in the night sky
even the wetness of water
just a little less
without you there
my crescent bearing goddess

© 2019
1.0k · May 12
while lips stay silent
Rama Krsna May 12
nestled within
this ocean of tranquility
with its zen-like decor
they sit for hours
in total silence

a smiling Buddha
sole witness
to the arrow-like exchange
of amorous glances

each glance
an implicit confirmation
of intimate liaisons
from lives past and present

the odd tap
of wooden chopsticks
picking up sushi
the only music

dare not enter
this oasis of love....
as eyes keep
rapidly exchanging words
while lips stay silent

© 2019
988 · Jun 29
Rama Krsna Jun 29
i knew not
of you or your exploits
till that time
when my finely tuned nasal buds
invaded by your magical creation
transported me
to a fragrant heaven of sorts,
merging me temporarily
deep inside her moist velvet purse

‘For Her’
your fitting tribute
to grace, perfection
and all womanhood

if only
you could’ve come up
with a more permanent fix,
while you helped me
win that game of lust
i seem to have
lost the war on love

© 2019
For Her is a truly sensuous perfume created by this designer.
934 · Jun 26
Rama Krsna Jun 26
to the crescent bearing jewel
who’s pure as jasmine,
easily placated
with heartfelt devotion,
eradicator of the
lingering fear of annihilation,
i offer my toxic ego
for a deserved crucifixion

© 2019
871 · Jul 18
nectar of immortality
Rama Krsna Jul 18
in a fitting finale
i summon
the vanquisher of death
to end
this interminable cycle of transmigration

the ask....

a taste of ambrosia
stealthily hidden
in the tranquil crevice
a potpourri of thoughts

crescent bearing jewel
pure as jasmine
grant me
the nectar of immortality

The mind is where the self is realized. But the mind plays games as well. To quieten the mind and realize the self indeed is immortality
757 · Apr 13
Rama Krsna Apr 13
neither united
nor separated,
we’ve been
for ages

our love
older than
the methuselah
in far away Libra

no distance quells it
no fire burns it
no weapons dare
destroy it

not even
the death sword of shiva

i’m yours!

just like water
from rain clouds
becomes a part of the ocean
forever and ever

© 2019
755 · Jul 20
the astrologer within
Rama Krsna Jul 20
the astrologer within
has made a prediction....
this heart has about
a billion beats left

so dance Kali
fully dressed
or naked

not in the amphitheaters of Rome
but over my corpse
in the ghats of Manikarnika
where my cremated ashes
will be dissolved
in that same river
you so heartlessly condemned me to

as you cut a rug in ecstasy
with bloodied eyes,
forget not that
this body of mine was your theater
my eyes, the showcase lights
my in and outgoing breath
the music of the orchestra,
my heartbeat
the tintinnabulation of your anklets

the candle of love
that i lit and housed
within me
kept your id and ego
in perfect balance

this candle is fast melting
but it’s my tears
which now run like a river
that will remain forever

this show is closer to its end....

the sound that you now hear
which fill the moribund skies
emanate from the cosmic drum
which beats louder and louder

Poem is written almost like a letter  from Shiva to Kali
601 · Jun 3
Rama Krsna Jun 3
a curled black serpent ascends

her piercing eyes hell bent
on kissing
seven white lotus buds
placed along spine

with each peck
buds bloom in ecstasy,
reversing that
illusory mirror of duality
making dreamer and his dream one

nectar descends

© 2019
601 · May 26
Rama Krsna May 26
‘tis the tail end
of the blue hour

taking meticulous care
i string an empyrean necklace
studded with millions of shy stars
from our spiraling galaxy
around that blue neck of yours

enough of  these
moody celestials
playing dice with
the collective fate of billions below

‘tis time for your dance...

© 2019
565 · Apr 14
krsna’s chant
Rama Krsna Apr 14
while the whole world
takes my name
for eternal salvation,
i softly chant
under each breath
the magical words
my eternal love

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

© 2019
532 · Jul 3
prism of this soul
Rama Krsna Jul 3
the intensity of my love
is a pure white light
which sparkles through
the prism of her heart

whose pristine refraction
her perception of myriad colors
helping paint
her canvas of life

no pirates
from Soto or Somalia
dare steal
this prism

for that glass
holds the key
to the prism of this soul

© 2019
526 · Apr 20
Rama Krsna Apr 20
my pink rose
during your  
heavily textured silence
i’ve quietly merged
the dance of the cosmos
my reflection
nowhere to be seen

yet if you look
with that third eye
you will see
in every nook and corner of this cosmos
in every smile,
every frown
and every tear
from here to eternity

© 2019
Rama Krsna Jun 15
under a cloudless sky
in this city of inconstancy
a perfect half moon

the dark half
my tamasic nature
the bright half
your sattvic smile

forget not
any light thrives only
in the depth of intense darkness
cos my crepuscular complexion
alone absorbs thy fiery splendor

darling ambika!
having given
every pore to you
nothing remains

(to be continued....)

© 2019
sattvic: pure, light, goodness
tamasic: laziness, ignorance
460 · Jun 28
Rama Krsna Jun 28
all afflictions
imagined or otherwise
are created
in the turbulent ocean of the mind
and resolved
in the tranquil oasis of the self

why then an existential need for a creator?

© 2019
431 · Apr 21
Rama Krsna Apr 21
daughter of the ocean
i feel
your pursed lips
place an antiseptic kiss
drawing all humanity
into incessant action
through an intricate web
of pure illusion
that only you
so masterly weave

oh great goddess
the lotus-eyed one
primal cause of all
those cupid arrows of yours
launched from
a bow of flowers
pierce my tender heart

© 2019
406 · Jun 18
Rama Krsna Jun 18
light years distanced us
or so i speculated

the boat of life
steered by the sails of time
thru the tempest of kismet
brings me closer to home

just around the corner
a temple bell rings,
a muscular silhouette
riding a black buffalo mockingly smiles,
i hear his apocalyptic words:
I’m here

© 2019
Yama: god of death
Rama Krsna Jul 4
Cuddled in bed au naturel, legs twisted around that sculpted waist, I smell the english rose in the silky strands of your hennaed hair. But it’s his vetiver-tinged cologne sprawled over your swan-like neck which suffocates me.

An empty pack of Marlboro, after our hurried twist under the satin sheets,  is all that remains. Your distracted eyes during that last puff give it away. It’s our love that will go up in smoke.

continental drift
engineered by stealthy time ~~
shards of broken glass

© 2019
331 · Jun 12
crescent bearing jewel
Rama Krsna Jun 12
tis the golden hour
atop this apsidal hall of sentience
seventy-two thousand bilva leaves
as four cosmic forces
in mute surrender
to an eye-popping waltz
choreographed by
the crescent bearing jewel
who’s white as jasmine

© 2019
bilva: aegle marmelos
308 · Jun 25
Rama Krsna Jun 25
show me
but a glimpse
of your alluring beauty

an unlined forehead
streaked with vermilion,
lotus-like eyes
where cupid resides,
bow shaped lips
which shame the tulips,
and those full-moon bubbles
which alleviate all troubles

even shiva
cosmic ascetic
gets weak in the knees,
in your voluptuous presence

© 2019
inspired by the great  philosopher. Sankara
308 · Jul 25
cosmic yoni
Rama Krsna Jul 25
inside this black hole
where no light trespasses
his linga alone does,
smoothly into the event horizon
marking a point of no return

even sand clocks
at this gateway to heaven
tick slower
as gravitational time dilation
takes over

upon entry
no escape routes
or parachutes
exist for exit

only a free fall
into singularity
where space-time curvature
becomes infinite

odds of mere mortals
surviving this plummet
are nine billion to one

any volunteers?

© 2019
Rama Krsna Aug 4
in the far reaching circumference
of your eloquent silence,
a galactic gravitational pull
tugs me deep within
busting the black hole of my own illusions.

i spy
nestled inside your incandescent halo:

avatars, bliss. compassion, divinity, enlightenment, forgiveness, grace, holiness,
infinity, joy, kindness, light, miracles,
nirvana, omnipresence, peace, quiescence,
radiance, self, tranquility, utopia, veritas,
wisdom, xenodochy, yogi, zen master
all gift wrapped in one!

the a to z of sanctity.....

untouched by clocks
i stand as a king-side pawn
who’s magnetically drawn
to that shining white light
like a moth to a flame

© 2019
A to Z poem conceived in a state of deep meditation eulogizing the greatness of  the cosmic being.
275 · Jul 31
akhila - a love story
Rama Krsna Jul 31
queen of masks!
each veil worn
to germanic perfection
they’ve become you,
hiding that true deity
lurking deep within

each motley camouflage
a charade to quell
a rising dam
of kaleidoscopic emotions
bubbling from regrettable actions
of lives past

this towering fortress
surrounding your jello heart
self built, brick by brick
and coated with
the leaded paint of distrust,
is now impenetrable

sporting a thousand faces!
lose that stealthy visor of denial,
and true to your name
open your white silk kimono
at once
to let the tides in
and watch that inner pink lotus coruscate

who am i?

the beleaguered king
tired of wearing a million cloaks
and desperately looking
to lose them all
in order to find
my true goddess akhila

© 2019
akhila: a Sanskrit name meaning the enchanting one who is “whole” or “complete”
255 · Jul 28
Rama Krsna Jul 28
for whom
total abstinence or extreme indulgence
six of one, half a dozen of the other.....
sempiternally steeped in perfect equanimity,
effulgent as the primal flare
within that inner cave,
eradicator of the veil of ignorance
cast by the lilting tunes of the cosmic flutist,
my crescent bearing jewel
complexioned like camphor
who’s pure as jasmine

© 2019
arunachala:  the sacred mountain where liberation from the cycle of birth and death is easily attained
252 · Jun 21
kundalini 2
Rama Krsna Jun 21
this bang from aeons ago
unleashes a dark centrifugal fury
in far-flung M87
devouring neighboring stardust

the other side of
this hawking spectacle,
a black king cobra
entrancingly coils
around a thousand-petalled white lotus
finale of an existential journey

misery over....

© 2019
see my poem on kundalini
249 · Jun 8
winds of seclusion
Rama Krsna Jun 8
these blue waves
flashing within
just tides
emanating from heaving orbs
transmitting lugubrious messages

this aroused
but dormant volcano
only rekindled
by the stealthy healer - time

nursing sporadic
a smorgasbord of
trivial pursuit

that starry gaze
lantern for my winding path,
your buxom chassis
my goose down duvet
from the arctic winds of seclusion

© 2019
244 · Apr 27
wish you were here
Rama Krsna Apr 27
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
240 · Jun 24
love’s remnants
Rama Krsna Jun 24
for her
t’was garbage
fractured glass
on its way to trash.....
to him
each shard
a fragment of a busted heart
in need of resuscitation

remnants of a failed love

© 2019
based on a true story
233 · Jul 7
till then....
Rama Krsna Jul 7
at the exotic hotel
of your capricious mind
where occupants get recycled
like towels and sheets
each day brings
new hopes and excitement

but only for now.....

that great equalizer
which no one controls
will have the last word

let the clock
measuring your time
which is ‘the lamp of my love’
show that
there can only be
one occupant in the more
pristine hotel of your heart

till then
bye bye....

© 2019
215 · Jun 22
summer solstice (senryu)
Rama Krsna Jun 22
those watermelons
solace for the summer scorch ~~
her lips succulent

© 2019
215 · Apr 14
higher love
Rama Krsna Apr 14
my love for her
steady as a rock
blessed by the gods
born out of the seven sacred flames
which witnessed this divine union
is indeed pristine

my love for you
primordial in nature
born from within my very soul
mixed with equal parts
of gin and passion
consumes my very existence

which love is higher?

let the powers of the universe
be that ultimate judge

© 2019
207 · Apr 20
Rama Krsna Apr 20
anahata, my darling
      how i long for union with thee

narayana, cosmic healer
      resides in this ocean of love

india, as always, for you and me
      offers solace to our bruised hearts

taamarai like
      you are grace and beauty personified

aaho purusika!
       thou art my love and my life
anahata: heart chakra/spiritual center
narayana: the lord of the universe
taamarai: lotus flower
aaho purusika: giver of the i-sense
198 · Jun 22
human condition
Rama Krsna Jun 22
the tree of life
with its roots entrenched in ego
incessantly watered by
the fountain of desire
flowers lofty expectations,
which when unfulfilled
crumble like dry leaves
from flames of disappointment
and the smoke of anger,
poisoning mind and intellect
till humans are human no more

© 2019
193 · Jul 1
key ingredients
Rama Krsna Jul 1
linguistic creativity
plus telegraphic brevity
spiced with a poet’s insecurity
make up the key ingredients
for high quality poetry

© 2019
Rama Krsna Jul 29
in the rarified air of kilimanjaro
damsel vyomakesi
sporting parrot in hand
recluse vyomakesa
to another game of wanton love making

some five thousand feet below....

i battle
step by step
ambling into the den of lassitude

intellection and fervor dissipate
until that experiential void is hit
as frugal breaths get consumed
for unalloyed endurance
at that razor’s edge
between life and death

just then
the root mantra of subsistence
alights the anima
it whispers

iceberg mendicant
you take a pause
from that fervid dalliance
with the galactic enchantress
to throw my way, an entranced smile

hermetical vyoma
armed with that beam
i’ve now merged
with the macrocosm

167 · Jul 25
or so he thought
Rama Krsna Jul 25
the loose lips which sink
the ship of his love
is a river
acquainted in the sky

a river whose muddy waters
from then till now
never touched
or drunk from

her directionless flow
in need of an alternate course
more befitting her ancestral line
than her
then “substance” based existence

or so he thought.....

instead her turbulent waters
true to nature
floods the ship of his reputation
capsizing captain and ship

hand on heart
enough death bells
from the ones who truly cared

ignoring warning signals then
he thought he was right

some years later
licking soul’s wounds
he picks up his bags of sorrow
ship wrecked

this too a cosmic play of sorts!

© 2019
167 · Jul 21
one with thee
Rama Krsna Jul 21
this land
i know not
yet feel in every pore
the chocolate of my heart
and rains
clouds of memories
of halcyon past

like an unseen
alter ego
you become
soul’s soliloquy
in life’s theater

a tranquil resort
for spirit
that flys me away
from the forbearing demands
of existence
and the whimsical inexactitude
dubbed life

in spirit
i have become
one with thee
will thou accept me as thy lover?

© 2019
there are some places you visit or don’t even get a chance to see but knowing it’s there makes you feel complete. this poem is about the feeling such places can give and the people associated with these places that make you feel this way.....
159 · Jul 22
just the two of us
Rama Krsna Jul 22
each time
our concupiscent eyes lock,
hair on every pore
stands on end
anticipating the volcanic eruption
of libidinous passion
our tanned bodies collide
like galaxies
creating a perfect union

each interlude
devours a cluster of stars
from the fire generated
during the carnal ******
as vital fluids
get exchanged

is this why
the planets and stars
collude each time
and never let us come together?

or, is it because
when we do,
we trigger another big bang
a whole new universe
with help from no one at all?

just the two of us

© 2019
157 · Aug 2
yearning to play god
Rama Krsna Aug 2
as galaxies collide
black holes mate
and tectonic plates dance,
silly humans twitter away
asinine triviality day after day

this earth
already consumed by deathly Time
just a pimple in the universe’s prat,
about to be defecated
as cosmic excreta
to another remote corner of our multiverse

a befitting lesson
for a new generation of
lucifers, mammons and belphegors
puffed up with massive egos
yearning to play god

the real one quietly smiles
and now takes aim...

© 2019
148 · Jun 5
die zauberflote
Rama Krsna Jun 5
at the center of the milky way
the reclining lord of sri ranga
adorning a diadem
accentuated with a peacock feather

complexioned like
the dark rain bearing clouds
his golden navel
the true seat of
this galaxy’s black hole

a waft of
warm sandalwood
floats all through space
as i revel in the lilting tunes of
die zauberflote

© 2019
Poem inspired by Govind Ramakrishnan from his book- my world in fifty words
138 · Aug 10
glossy pink camellia
Rama Krsna Aug 10
it’s time
to prune the shrubby black forest
and brush those silky cobwebs
off that glossy pink camellia,
the king bee is lonely
circling shiny petals
yearning for a taste of sunny honey

only when the honey bee
plunges deep into
the crevices of this tender corolla
will that rosy flower blossom

in a quiet corner
a ‘graceful cat’ meows

© 2019
136 · Jun 22
lunar power (senryu)
Rama Krsna Jun 22
riding a full moon
up and down the tidal waves ~~
this turbulent mind

© 2019
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