In Vrindavan's fields, Krishna did play,
His flute's sweet melody, a divine display,
With Radha by his side, love in full sway,
Lord of compassion, in blue hues arrayed.
โค๏ธ๐ฅ
๐
๐ฅ
๐
๐ฅ
๐๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ข๐ก๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข, ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐ฆ ๐ด๐๐ซ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฃ๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐ฃ.
๐๐ฒ๐ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค๐ฉ๐ถ ๐ก๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด๐ซ ๐ช๐ข ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐จ.
๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ ๐ข ๐๐ก๐ช๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฏ๐๐ฆ๐ซ. ๐๐ซ๐ฑ๐ด๐ฆ๐ซ๐ข๐ก. ๐๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐๐ด๐๐ถ ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ค๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฑ.
๐๐ข๐ข๐ก๐ฉ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ถ, ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฉ๐ข ๐ก๐ฌ๐ฒ๐๐ฉ๐ข ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ข.
๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ซ๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ก ๐ถ๐ข๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ซ ๐ฃ๐ฌ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฐ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฐ.
ℑ ๐ซ๐ข๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ซ ๐๐ฑ ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ก.
๐๐ฉ๐๐ฒ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ซ'๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฅ, ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ก ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ข๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ค๐๐ท๐ข. ๐๐ข๐ต ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข ๐๐ช๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค๐ฅ๐
"๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ ๐พ ๐๐ถ๐, ๐โด๐๐ ๐ท๐ถ๐โฏ ๐โด๐๐ธ๐ฝ ๐พ๐ ๐โด๐โฏ๐๐"
๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฎ๐พโ๐๐ถ๐๐๐โฏ : ๐โฏโฏ๐นโฏ๐น
๊จโถ๏ธ∞๏ธ๏ธ
๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐พฬจ๐๐พฬจ
โ : โ ∧ โ : โ
๐ฅ
๐
๐ป๐ฎ โ.โฏ.๐ ๐น
๐ต๐ซ
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Author:
Keyara S Trotman (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As for this here written piece Iโve placed it in the โSpiritualโ category. I would definitely appreciate feedback etcโจ๐ฅ, let me hear it all, much needed here๐๐ป
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