Guest guest Posted December 24, 2006 Report Share Posted December 24, 2006 I'm screaming at some white Krishnas Some devotees I used to know Where the egos glisten, and karmis listen To hear aparadhas from a foe I'm screaming at some white Krishnas With every forum post I write May your days be austere and right And may all your Krishnases be white Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mahak Posted December 24, 2006 Report Share Posted December 24, 2006 a krsna carol <CENTER></CENTER><CENTER></CENTER><CENTER></CENTER><CENTER></CENTER><CENTER></CENTER><CENTER></CENTER> MONSOON mahaksadasa c.1995 The dirt is cracked, flowers will not grow How will we ever reap fruit that we cannot sow Mercy is coming, the clouds from North Winds blow To drench mata aina, the thirst is soon to go Welcome to the Monsoon Dark Cloud, The Shelter Giver of all life, Spring as if the Dawn Welcome to the Monsoon River turning brown, raging to the sea Many things will drown, no one can even see Thunder keeps on cracking, uprooting mighty trees Powerful astringent, rinse this good land free Welcome to the Monsoon Dark Cloud, The Shelter Giver of all life, Spring as if the Dawn Welcome to the Monsoon Some are filled with terror and criticize Your way Not understanding bills that must be paid Without Your mercy, Fires burn all away Your works are for wonder and Your children always pray Welcome to the Monsoon Dark Cloud, The Shelter Giver of all life, Spring as if the Dawn Welcome to the Monsoon <CENTER></CENTER> Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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