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You carry traces of pearls within, but from afar, only salty foam is visible—like the sea, your inner worth is misunderstood.
Though naturally twisted inside, the conch becomes valuable only when blown and loud. Similarly, some reveal worth only under pressure.
With trembling glances and a nectar-dripping smile, your face calls me repeatedly with a deep-throated coo—O beloved, I am blessed!
In every part of the tree—root, bark, leaf, or fruit—you dwell with fragrance like sandalwood. None has been as fragrant as you.
Even when anger simmers inside, a saint only performs noble actions and speaks virtuous words—like a sea with fiery core but gentle waves.
Women with sweet faces may hide cruel hearts; like poisoned food, they may be beautiful outside but deadly within.
A hymn to Lord Shiva, describing his terrifying form: his tongue flickers like fire, swallowing worlds, shaking the cosmos with thunderous roar.
Because of you, O beloved, the path of dharma, artha, and kama all seem fulfilled in a single life.
Through this (karma or mind), a person acquires bodies, experiences emotions, and undergoes all joys and sorrows.
One should not associate with the harem treasurers or enemy spies unless under royal command. This cautions against unauthorized or suspicious allianc...
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