Embarrassing The Moon

Perfect were lips, forehead and chin,

Of Rama, who every contest does win.


This would be a strength test,

Lifter of bow to be declared the best.


His beauty Shri Rama first to show,

Enchanting vision onlookers to know.


More beautiful than the autumn moon,

That handsome youth to wed Sita soon.


Defeat from God is always good,

Position to Him better understood.

Weapon Of Prema

Eyebrows combined with sacred mark,

Looked like arrow from bow ready to dart.


This symbolic shaft on Rama’s head,

Not like kama, to shoot prema instead.


Good it is by this arrow to be hit,

Disease of unending devotion it inflicts.


This vision seen by all who were present,

In Janaka’s court, well-wishing residents.


Same Rama can come to the rescue today,

Think of Him and His names always say.

Eyes Like Lotuses

With the arrows that he fires,

In victims ignites lusty desires.


Kamadeva’s beauty considered the best,

With it defeats pride of all the rest.


Tulsi says Dasharatha’s sons superior,

In beauty all others are inferior.


Beauty and strength don’t seem to match,

Yet Rama’s amazing feat onlookers did catch.


Lifted Lord Shiva’s bow for promise to fulfill,

Of King Janaka, who is famous to this day still.

Sharada Purnima

Sharada Purnima such a wonderful sight,

Amidst stars, the full moon stands bright.


During this time gopis of Vrindavana took the chance,

For rendezvous with Krishna, to enjoy rasa dance.


Rama and Lakshmana were compared to this moon,

When arrived in Janakpur, to eyes a terrific boon.


Janaka and others then remembered his vow,

Afraid that Rama might not lift the bow now.


Never fear, brightness of God never to dissipate,

Lifting bow, marrying Sita, Rama fears to eliminate.

The Royal Treatment

Of the jungle the lion is the king,

Terror just from his roar he can bring.


In same way ruler enemies can defeat,

Thus lion’s symbols adorn his seat.


Simhasanas, thrones presented to his guests,

In hospitality Janaka always offered the best.


In human form Rama and Lakshmana their lordships,

Thus with his offerings king did wonderful worship.


Shri Rama with Janaka then always to stay,

By lifting bow and winning contest that day.

Shrugging It Off

Commitment to hospitality is the host’s test,

Must make feel welcome and wanted the guest.


With fear over uncertain outcomes mind is harassed,

But burden on to arriving guests shouldn’t be passed.


Lament from vow consuming Janaka the host,

But resolve from him now required the most.


To give respect to his word the people he owed,

So visitors the svayamvara grounds he showed.


With fear over outcomes no need to be consumed,

From Shri Rama’s strength blissful end always assume.

Don’t Break The Oath

Daughter Sita to Janaka is very dear,

That wrong husband chosen is underlying fear.


With announced contest of bow matter considered rectified,

Priests, counselors, friends and even king now satisfied.


Contest rules simple, first come first serve,

Lifting Shiva’s bow meant Sita they did deserve.


But if perfect match arrived Janaka did not consider,

The case with Rama, but on vow the king must deliver.


Thus there was worry that with vow he made a grave mistake,

But king relieved when Shiva’s bow in His hand Rama did take.