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By Atma Tattva Das,

This weekend, September 12–14, 2025, ISKCON Boston is hosting a three-day festival marking the 60th anniversary of Srila A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada’s arrival in the United States, the historic event that began the Hare Krishna movement’s worldwide mission.

As ISKCON marks sixty years since Srila Prabhupada first set foot in America, Bhakti Gauravani Goswami has given the community a fitting offering. His new book, Mārkine Bhāgavata-dharma: Make Me Dance, is a devotio

OUR KK SWAMI (Dedicated to Kadambha Kanana Swami)
 

Life was good when he was young
He then got wed, then became a monk
A man of the Dutch touch genre
In venturesome pursuit he found Chaitanya
Intelligent, musical, with so much talent
He also displayed a warrior's trait so valiant
Like most of us in the early days of the mission
Active responsibility was the only true vision
He became an admin at the Vrindavan temple
For cleaning up a ring of sin – nothing simple
He received a vengeful bullet i

“Gone are the days of traveling in a van,

Of street corners, Santa suits and donation cans.

I had three different IDs and a wig or two,

Lord Chaitanya’s army – The brave and the few.

I went to jail, out on bail,

Our determination seemed never to fail,

Long time ago, when I was young,

My best years to serve were yet to come.

I loved it all and I don’t look back,

Except for humility that I did lack,

With whom I served, a lasting bond,

Enduring friendship, forever fond.

All your devotees sacr

I sit quietly focused on my practice

but little hands of distraction climb

up the back of my neck.

They carry small bags

of amusing off ramps.

Off ramps of my past,

off ramps to future dreams—

some horrific

some graphically palpable.

Small hands climb to where

the road ends…my mind.

They set up shop there.

Soon a festival of cotton candy

and freak shows—a three ring circus.

Clowns, acrobats, trapeze artists,

magicians, and lion tamers—

all in my mind.

All vanish quickly—

once I realize I hav

If I had one wish, I would wish to see you
I wish to see your skin as fresh as the dew
I wish to see Your beautiful black locks,
curling on your hair like the night
I wish to see your hands
that have so much might.
I wish to Your blue aura, even though you are black, I see blue
Lord! When I look at you, I shall see blue
Blue like the vast oceans, holding millions of souls
Your strength holds me up. You are my my pillar, my pole.
I wish to see you, the real you, plain and true
Your elegant smile, and radian

MY FIRST VISIT TO ISKCON

Entered in the mood of INQUISITIVENESS
Accumulated thoughts to get ADDRESS
Darshan was CLOSE
To wait, I CHOSE 

In the temple hall, I was ALONE
Saw shining statue on THRONE
His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada- name was written BELOW
Who is he? How to KNOW?

Bhagavad-Gita As It Is was kept NEARBY
The same name written below- don’t know WHY?
He is an author, I GUESS
Opened it with EAGERNESS 

Brief Introduction of Author in BOOK
Oh! Great! Let me LOOK 

His

It is our time to leave
It is real but hard to believe.
It is my anxiety
What will happen to our society?

A society which Prabhupada built, with hard efforts and pain
Different color bodies sitting here today, that is the ultimate gain.

We were young when we joined the movement
Vigour and energy were there to supplement.
Thinking, we must do whatever we can
In this allotted life span.

When Prabhupada left,
with a broken heart we moved further.
His lesson which I always remember
To  cooperate wit

This is the beautiful prayer and poem to Lord Narasimha that Kusakratha Prabhu has written.
Sri Narasimha Palana Prarthana
Dedication
Sri Sri Nrsimhadevesa
palana prarthana stavam
gurave Prabhupadaya
Gauravenarpayamy aham

To my spiritual master His Divine Grace A.C.Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada this Sri Nrsimha Palana Prarthana is respectfully dedicated

Text 1
Koti koti vadanah prapalakam
Koti koti vadanah khalantakam
koti koti vadanah Nrsimhakam
koti koti vadanas to santu tam

Millions and mil

I have been in touch with my sister, Rose Ann, who just lost her husband who was struggling with cancer. Jim Burgess was an amiable person. I don’t know where he stood on spirituality but he did live on a plant-based diet. Below is my poem about Jim:

Jim

Came a man who hailed from Erieau

Just across the lake from state Ohio

He was just a really nice guy

Not a bone in his body you’d call shy

He had this positive gift of gab

With a personality oh so fab

He was generous and into charity

That could

 He also understood Sudama hid within his clothes a bundle with some rice that he was too ashamed to show. The Lord inquired, “Have you brought a gift from home for Me? I greatly value any gift from saintly devotees. A cup of water makes Me smile, though I could drink an ocean. A fruit or flower pleases Me, when offered in devotion.” Despite this clear encouragement, Sudama was ashamed to give his gift to Krishna in this opulent domain. Lord Krishna knew Suddma’s pure affection had no price, so

Brother of Gentle Demeanor
By Bhaktimarga Swami

Oh Brother of gentle demeanor,
I am your irrefutable junior.
When I look at all you’ve done,
Nothing short of making that homerun,
I am humbled by your limitless energy.
And now you leave us that memory,
Of absolute conviction to go,
Where a target receives a clean throw.
You aim your desires so right,
And anchor turbulence at a fight.
You offer a calm where there isn’t,
And subdue a storm you see as incumbent.
You go out of your way to cook for u

गीता की महिमा

वैदिक ज्ञान का सार है गीता,
जीवन जीने का है ये तरीका ।।
भगवान के मुख से है कही हुई,
यह औषधि स्वयं कृष्ण की दी हुई।।
पहले भी कही थी यह सूर्य देव को,
वापिस दोहरा रहे हैं कृष्ण अर्जुन को।।
पहले तो अर्जुन ने कृष्ण को गुरु स्वीकारा,
जब ज्ञान हुआ तो उन्हें भगवान पुकारा।।
पर पूछता रहा प्रश्न अंत तक वो डटकर,
संशय का बादल जब तक उड न गया छट कर।।
अर्जुन का ज्ञान पाना तो एक बहाना था,
असल में तो उन्हे हमें ही सब बताना था।।
अगर जरा सी श्रद्धा है तो सुनना जरूर,
गीता का ये वाणी अमृत पीना जरूर ।।
गीता का मकसद हम

Hare Krishna Vaisnavas!

Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Srila Prabhupada!

I write poems and monthly put them in a chapbook for the pleasure of Guru and Gouranga,
the devotees, and anyone who doesn't know about Krishna, but likes poetry. 

A devotee suggested I share with you, and so, for your consideration, here it is =)

our life, in time


later, a stranger
will wear your shirt,
buttoned all the way,

while another leafs
through your favorite book
without liking it.

finally, some