Against Time

Losing battle against time to wage,

Body now aching more with age.

 

So much already transpired,

Left bewildered and feeling tired.

 

Still a hope there is for you,

The beautiful one of bluish hue.

 

With flute standing and smile showing,

The cure for your troubles He’s knowing.

Cold In The Summer

Welcomed is the summer heat,

But still cold sitting at your seat.

 

Since that one you have forgotten,

Constant despair has begotten.

 

Let His heat shine in your heart bright,

He whom effusing Brahman’s light.

 

Going past and His beautiful form see,

All-attractive and full of sweetness is He.

Easy To Lament

Just as it comes then it goes,

How long to stay no one knows.

 

Though for occupying things considerable,

This world both temporary and miserable.

 

That thing of permanence just find,

And then keep it always in mind.

 

The one the life of everything living,

To Him your full attention now giving.

Shedding Tears

From ecstatic kirtans to hear,

Murtis affectionately shedding tear.

 

From the mind is this made,

In illusion, by the eyes betrayed?

 

No, to happen one can certainly believe,

Deities always happy for devotion to receive.

 

Know that efforts for Krishna wasted not,

Sometimes even tears from Him to drop.

 

Best Start For The Day

Of bed difficult to get out,

Function not more sleep without.

 

Better rising when one thing for,

To think of Supreme Lord more and more.

 

His names in mantra with faith to say,

And for future clearance in bhakti to pray.

 

And in writing of Him spirits to surge,

To stay wide awake then the urge.

 

So every day the same routine make,

Taking full benefit of being awake.