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Some women are mad for gold coins, while others long for the moon-shaped ornament on Kali’s forehead. Desires vary among individuals, but each has int...
The poet's heart overflows with sweet poetic play. But without the beloved’s presence, even poetry loses its charm. Love fuels poetic inspiration.
Even the nectar of poetry becomes toxic if consumed by the wicked. Like a sharp weapon in wrong hands, brilliance must be guided by virtue.
In poetry, music, and dance, the South Indian man is well-versed and skilled. Why wouldn’t a woman from Konkana want such a graceful, generous man? Th...
Trying to charm fools with poetry or win rogues with love is as futile as crying in the forest. It mocks those who seek admiration from the unworthy.
Even if a poem is virtuous, the wicked find faults in it. Just as one wouldn't ally with bandits, wise people avoid corrupt criticism.
Even in the most beautiful poetry, jealous critics find faults, like a crane in a lotus pond pecking at shells while swans enjoy the flowers.
Even if poetry isn't appreciated by the wicked, it should still be written for the good-hearted—just like one doesn’t undress due to lice fear.
Among all poetic forms, drama is the most delightful, especially Kālidāsa’s Abhijñānaśākuntalam, and most particularly its fourth act with its quartet...
The true connoisseur of poetry can separate virtues and flaws like expert swan-like critics, distinguishing milk from water—revealing poetic mastery.
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