Benevolence begins with Him

(3653) Shivashaunkaraha he shubhaunkarah

Shivashankar, hey the Auspicious One, Seed of the world, Master, storehouse of compassion, Like a silver mountain is Candrashekhar, A gem resplendent, welfare's source. You've a battle-axe in hand, with aim to bless and rid fear; E'er I prostrate before Thee, kindly take pity on me. May You be pleased, hey the Perception of Intention, Clad in tiger-skin and wielding bow thunderous. Established in the principle of social equality, Your sea of attributes, by scripture it is not revealed. Particles of dust from Your feet, please give to me; Transcendental and primordial, undaunted Lord. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Kidnapped or eloped

(3652) Niilsayarer svarnakamal phutechilo kabe

When it had bloomed, the golden lotus of blue sea,[1] Who perceives? Amid blue ocean's bosom, with the light's festivity, In a song of sweet amity... Having lifted face underneath the rays of morning, In the wind it was swaying like a dangling earring. To present a scent honeyed it was not forgetting, From just the wine of love and a life cadence-replete. Suddenly, that one fairy, Catching it, off she carried. No taboo did she heed; All pain's while totally mute, in privacy. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Seeing You on the path

(3651) Varasamukhara rate sajala ankhipate

On a rain-loud night, through wet eyelids, Watching Your arrival-path, awake I'd been, hey bosom friend. Outside was a storm, alone had I been seated; I'd imagined that piercing the fog, Your sight I'll get. Like fire is Your sacred and profound love; Having rid mind's filthiness, it rouses splendor. It expels affliction, far away all fear becomes; Like a gem-studded jewelbox, upon eyes a tika golden. There's no day, no moment, no right or wrong time; Of Your coming-and-going, no periphery do I find. Stored in You we see everything we desire; We sense a moonlight fixed amid conscious existence. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Lonesome at Gokul

(3650) Krsna bina e niipakuinja

Without Krsna is this bower of neep. Having lost its beauty and become speechless, On a bed of dust the karanja weeps. Grass renounced and face raised, Braj milchcows see not the view; Though all ears, they don't hear anybody's bamboo flute. Peacocks no longer dance, the pied cuckoos[1] don't gauge water; Wagtail birds have become gimpy. Flow of the Jamuna, no more upstream does it hie; With hue, the kingfisher and carambola do not entice the mind. The frog along with moorhen, they don't invite rainfall's advent; On the sky accumulation of dark cloud is not there. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

In the Vrndavan of mind

(3649) Gopiijanavallabha nitya anubhava

A constant experience of the Gopiis' Darling Sails on the air of imagination only mine. Sandalpaste of Madan, the King of Braj pleasing, Like the bright moonlight, it smiles. This Krsnacandra is never made Rahu's morsel; He has no expectation, this King of the Mind-realm. He goes on pouring love, nothing does He covet; By His own revelation, ever publicized. The Cosmic Overlord, the Ultimate Refuge of All, Please look with eyes of mercy, a loving splendor. At feet I stoop... Hari, kindly stay close ever more, Within the Vrndavan of mind. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Maybe you should think twice

(3648) Rturaj ese kane kaye geche

Springtime having come, it has gone on whispering: "Hear my words, Bud. Today do not blossom. You'll get anguish; the Dear One will not come. That Mind-King, pain He will not fathom. Like fire He will burn in psyche; Staying far away, with dance He will drive crazy. He will smile sweetly, but He won't yield; He will make you weep, that same Shameless One. He'll play on a bamboo flute in ragas unparalleled; With rhythm and song, a sweetness the best. Pouring that He will leave, He'll sadden inconsolably; At unseen place He will stay, the Three Worlds'[1] Overlord. Sarkarverse article Audio recording

Always in mind

(3647) Bhulite cahina kabhu bhulibo na

I don't want to forget, I won't forget at any time; Please stay with me, Darling, in mind please remain. Mid typhoon of worldly things, with deluge of falseness, Myself held knowingly, kindly maintain. With the wine of consciousness life please do lade; Well-trained in essence salutary, with work engage. At depths of mind, in waters of dense consciousness, Kindly summon me through love and tender care. Hey the Sea of Affection, vast and extremely deep, Myself please keep in mind; I'm a drop of You only. By Your kindness and compassion, Each and every moment at me gaze! Sarkarverse article Audio recording