Poems have always been a creative way of expressing one's thoughts and ideas. in Krishna Consciousness, control of the mind is of a great necessity since thoughts verily shape our destiny. 

and speaking about destiny, returning to Goloka which is not a place but a condition is man's and life's ultimate goal. 

poetry is not a hard investment. it is not meant for some nor does it reauire any graduation or scholarship. 

It only requires inspiration and of course some degree of mastery in a language. 

here, with His grace, you can simply write poems and dedicate it to him. i, initially became interested in cojoining devotion and intellectualism 

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  • Jaise suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya
    Suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya
    Aisa hi sukh mere mann ko mila hai
    Main jab se sharan teri aaya, mere ram

    Suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya
    (Bhatka hua mera mann tha koi
    Mil na raha tha sahaara) - 2
    Laheron se ladti hui naav ko - 2
    Jaise mil na raha ho kinaara
    Mil na raha ho kinaara
    Us ladkhadaati hui naav ko jo
    Kisi ne kinaara dikhaaya
    Aisa hi sukh mere mann ko mila hai
    Main jab se sharan teri aaya, mere ram

    Suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya
    Sheetal bani aag chandan ke jaisi
    Raaghav krupa ho jo teri - 2
    (Ujiyaali poonam ki ho jaaye raatein
    Jo thi amaavas andheri) - 2
    Jo thi amaavas andheri
    Yug yug se pyaasi marubhumi ne jaise
    Saawan ka sandes paaya
    Aisa hi sukh mere mann ko mila hai
    Main jab se sharan teri aaya, mere ram

    Suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya
    (Jis raah ki manzil tera milan ho
    Us par kadam main badhaaoon) - 2
    (Phoolon mein khaaron mein patjhad bahaaron mein
    Main na kabhi dagmagaaoon) - 2
    Main na kabhi dagmagaaoon
    (Paani ke pyaase ko taqdeer ne jaise
    Jee bhar ke amrit pilaaya) - 2
    Aisa hi sukh mere mann ko mila hai
    Main jab se sharan teri aaya, mere ram

    Suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya
    Aisa hi sukh mere mann ko mila hai
    Main jab se sharan teri aaya, mere ram

    Suraj ki garmi se jalte hue tan ko
    Mil jaaye taruvar ki chhaaya

  • my Love, 

    the Blue Lord,

    the one who lifted the Govardhnagiri.

    accept my holy obeisances,

    the love of mine for you, 

    is verily like a fire raging in the heart,

    and no one,

    will understand the agony of the depressed, of the longing

  • do not leave me, Krishna

    i am a boy, fallen, derived of pleasure and enjoyment

    my strength is my human life

    my weakness, is plenty

    i am empty of virtues

    you are an ocean of them, 

    my heart's music is your name, 

    with the drum of my fingers, when i hit the air, 

    i remember you, i imagine you

    i remember your glory, i imagine you dancing to the tune, 

    you protected the King of Elephants, the mere child Prahlada, 

    you dissolve the fear of the fearful,

    you kill the snakes of ignorance, 

    says DEV: let the Govardhana Giridhari dance on my senses, now and ever

  • A great poem/song i came across. 

    Oh! Lord: Just like a person wandering in the scorching heat of sun, gets peace, after coming under the shade of a tree, the same pleasure my heart has got from, when I came in Your refuge. O my Lord, My mind was always wavering; It was not getting any support & it was just like a boat struggling with waves, not finding the bank of the river. But with your guidance that unsteady & wavering boat of my mind has come to the bank. Oh! God, such a pleasure my heart has got from when I came in Your refuge,

    Oh! Lord: When you shower your blessings, fire becomes cool like sandalwood. With your blessings, pitch dark nights glow like full moon nights. Oh! God, as if a desert, thirsty for centuries, gets the message of rainy season, the same pleasure my heart has got from; when I came in Your refuge

    Oh! Lord: That path on which one may find You, let me take steps on that, whether it is a path of thorns or flowers, whether that path is dry or wet with the rain. Let me never waver while moving on that path. O Lord, as if somebody is thirsty of water & is fed Nectar, the same pleasure my heart has got from; when I came in Your refuge.

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