It's been days, Krishna,
Why aren't you talking to me?
Miles away you are
Resting in your ocean of milk
And here i am
Waiting to hear from you
Like I always did
Each night.
I remember the last we talked
You said
I am still
The centre of your universe
And that I'm impossible to forget
Haha, your universe
Quite literally.
Since then,
You haven't come to me
Haven't sat with me
Told me how the day has been
Rotating the universe around your little finger
Busy sustaining us.
Perhaps,
That very comment of yours
Has given me a good night's sleep
After long
So much so that
I haven't dreamt.
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Radha's Krishna
PoetryRadhaRamana, The Beloved of Radha he is. He is everything, in everyone. He is sung, he is loved, he lives. But Radha? ______ Narrated in the voice of one of Hindu mythology's most powerful characters, Radha's Krishna is a collection of poems, an o...
