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I am iron and he is stone—cruel and unmoved. Even among magnets and acids, some substances fail to attract. Such is my love—one-sided and painful.
This radiant rising sun, like a gentle king with red halo, steals the hearts of all with his soft rays—symbolizing graceful leadership.
This beauty emerging from the ocean of charm is the auspicious conch of Kamadeva (God of Love), heralding the conquest of the world with sweetness.
The moon rises timidly, revealing one art after another, fearing the blazing eyes of women scorched by separation—its gentle light is like a hesitant ...
Weapons may be plentiful, but unless one has power or divine will, what can they achieve? Real strength lies in earned ability, not in possessions.
Six Brahmins are actually born of Shudra origin—those who live by sword, ink, priestcraft, running errands, cooking, etc. Critique of profession over ...
Describes a powerful horse—black-hooved, dark-jointed, swift, urinating with vigor—exemplifying energy, movement, and vigor through vivid imagery.
Even if one writes forever with divine tools, the infinite virtues of the Lord cannot be exhausted. His glories transcend all description.
The traveler, lost in memories of his beloved’s dark eyes and sweet lips, now weeps while hearing the sound of anklets and seeing blooming lotuses—poi...
Fierce as a dark serpent or a flashing blade, his stride was swift among enemies, cheeks flushed—describing a fearsome warrior in poetic imagery.
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