Guest guest Posted July 2, 2002 Report Share Posted July 2, 2002 The Fire of the World I'll surely go mad now. The fire of the world burns in my brain-- how long can I bear it? I lost myself in the pursuit of women and wealth, O Tara! I'm possessed by this wretched burden, and I die of fatigue from the toil of carrying it. I take great pains to fix my mind on you, but it won't stay. It's teased by worldly affairs. O Mother Kali, your beggar servant pleads in desperation- he can turn to no one else on earth, in heaven, in hell! At your gracious feet, he begs that his appeal not be in vain, the way his life has been Bireshvar Chakravarti Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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