A Poem for Murari

Murari Krishna Das, I know a guy name Murari, that was always in a hurry, but who was reliable as fire is to heat, For he is a strong like a Ram, and English he does understand, and he does play to a classical beat. A prince of the violin, he was one to get…

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A poem for Manju

Manjumedha (“Manju”) with her husband, Subhadra (“Su”) There’s a lady we call ‘Manju’ — a devoted dasi of Visnu, and the faithful wife of a boy we call “Su.”  They’re a barrel of fun – and united as one, just like soy sauce and a nicely braised tofu. She’s a culinary queen — for there’s…

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Unconditional Love – New Moon (POEM)

Winter Solstice, Stonehenge, England. The new moon is dawning — evoking a new love, as the angels look down from their heavens above. It is a time for renewal — a time to grow, a time to sow seeds — and a time to glow. Give up all past memories — of failure and scorn,…

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Dealing with Life’s Poker Games

A poem for all the single men who have had their heart broken or have been disrespected. I stand my ground — and claim my rights, to discard all disrespect and petty fights, to raise the bar — of honor and dignity, and not degrade myself through false humility. Yes, there’s a time to shine…

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Tamal Krishna Goswami (Poem)

a Vyasapuja offering Srila Tamal Krishna Goswami (1946-2002) A Lion Warrior — within Chaitanya’s school, You stood strong and espoused the Goldren Rule, That one and all — should chant the Holy Name,  and thus you increased the glory and fame… Of the Golden Avatar — in this darkened age, You were a gentleman, scholar…

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I LOVE YOU (Poem)

2012 Venus transit of the SUN I adore the sand beneath my feet, as winds caress on this sunny Broadbeach, escorting sounds — of Mother Nature divine, and my mind emerges from all things swine. The waves crash — upon the ocean floor, as my soul ascends through an open door… Of expectation and prosperity,…

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The Song of the Food Yogi (POEM)

As the soft blue water folds beneath my feet, I contemplate my good fortune and beg not to repeat, The failures of the past in a journey so long, There’s just too much to tell in this very short song. Holding my hands high, I reach for the sky, personal liberation — I will not…

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The Colander Call (POEM)

As I wear my colander, I begin to reflect, on the fact that my head — now does not sweat, “Oh what a relief,” I shout to the world,  As my joy reaches the heavens and my soul unfurls. Like a lovely bud — of a rose heaven sent,  or the upraised arms of a…

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The Royal Rebel Rambanita (POEM)

The Royal Rebel — Rambanita’s her name, recycling refuse is how she achieved her fame. A reliable friend — and rebellious too, “Well, that’s open for debate” says the Boy in blue. Threading her needle to create something nice,  adding accessories and love to give it some spice. As she weaves her magic — her…

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Jim Young – The Lion Cub (POEM)

(Alan “Jim” Young) aka Nrsimhadeva Das The lion cub, he cuddled, and lived a song, of immense compassion — when things went wrong. Ready to pounce and hug you tight, and hear the dramas of your sorry plight. I remember fondly in 1984, when I first heard your name from the Sankirtan Scores. A roar…

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