<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=411569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Mail To Mayakkannan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darling Krishna, <br>In that dispersed dream<br>Into a vague painting<br>You too dispersed in a stream<br>Of blue and green leaving<br>Me in a splendid awe<br>To remark till now 'aha'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the cradle of my vision<br>You sway like a tiny magician<br>With your beauty splendour<br>Smiling, chuckling to evince an ankle-biter<br>On a banyan leaf so fertile<br>Only to conceal in exile</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You slick up then a little grown<br>Patting me not to search on; <br>Four armed, with conch and discus<br>With mace and lotus<br>Asking me to comment on your armour<br>Narayana, only as an idol at Guruvayur.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then you perform a new dance<br>Taking me to a deadly trance<br>On the serpent Kaaliya.<br>You then heave the hill Govardhana<br>Simply on your little finger.<br>Soon you vanish ere I admire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blasting you come again as Narasimha, <br>Tear apart Hiranyakashipu.Mayakanna, <br>Countless were your deeds divine yonder; <br>Dreamt and only dreams recur.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hey Ranganatha don't laze at leisure; <br>Me, impatient by your reclining posture.<br>You dream now of Puthana<br>Breast-sucked to death by little Krishna<br>Who enraptured Yashoda blooming<br>Like lotus, aged three, so charming.<br>Should my dream come true<br>Ranga, want my Krishna alone, true</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That chubby face with muddy mouth<br>That muddy mouth with awed mirth<br>Yashoda saw in a living cosmos..<br>Have I that repeated? ..Yes.<br>Consecrated by ablution of your divine melody<br>Were'nt gopikas roaming around Your bansuri? <br>Venugopal, pal of gopas<br>Douse me too in your musical grace.<br>Hurry up Hari<br>Prank and prattle for me<br>Pop in Lord, I'm waiting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Indira+Renganathan">Indira Renganathan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=411569" data-title="A Mail To Mayakkannan de Indira Renganathan" data-description="Darling Krishna, In that dispersed dream Into a vague painting You too dispersed in a stream Of blue and green leaving Me in a splendid awe To remark till now 'aha' In the cradle of my vision You sway like a tiny magician With your beauty splend..."></div> </div> </div>

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