Sunday, May 14, 2017


(738)  Dure thaka bandhu amar

My Abiding Friend from afar,
Have you forgotten me?
Getting defeated is my heart,
In constant search of somebody.

The bulbul never enters my rose garden;
No bee alights upon my flower garland.
Still, I am waiting with a hope forlorn
That, making a jingling sound, You will call.

You keep busy night and day;
Ever enamored with work You remain.
Only amid work is Your love achieved;
Therefore in work I am seeking Thee.

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1 comment:

  1. As Vraja Krsna, with the sweet strains of His flute and the jingle of His ankle bells, He calls one and all. As Parthasarathi, we come close to Him through our noble deeds.