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The village lies deserted, the well dry, trees withered—but the meeting of kindred hearts, though harsh, gives warmth.
The time has come to lay down one’s life for the cause—no longer to preserve it selfishly.
He awaits union, uncertain of your reaction—but unless one dares to ask, how can grace be earned?
Even Shiva, the embodiment of restraint, now suffers love’s pangs—his consort slaps his hand in playful victory over desire.
This is the hand that loosens the waistband, presses against full breasts, and touches the thighs and abdomen—intensely passionate and erotically sugg...
This prince will speak the essence of all scriptures, both in heart and in counsel, becoming a support for friends and even enemies by his strength. D...
The commander with sword in hand, scaring away enemies—should he not now seek the caves of the earth or the blue-eyed damsels of Vidyadhara cities? A ...
Let people speak of this gentle dark being as just a bee hovering over lotuses; I believe it is Murari himself, disguised, come to woo the goddess Lak...
Just as the moon soothes the earth scorched by the sun, so too do the great naturally alleviate the toil of others—true nobility lies in selfless comp...
One should not distinguish between self-interest and others’. The wise act for the good of all. Yet, powers gained through hurting others never last l...
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