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If birth and death are not orderly, then even karmic laws are challenged. The bond of love meant to support creation is now torn apart by you, O Creat...
Alas! By a wretched creator, a separation was enforced where there is no clear boundary—like the chariot’s wheel which moves yet has no side. A cry of...
O King! How vast is your fame—it pervades the three worlds and is immeasurable, even by imagination.
Women scorned in love are more dangerous than sorrow itself; and rulers who lack wisdom are unworthy of sages' service. A striking statement on danger...
Behold the strangeness of the world—virtue itself becomes a cause of suffering, like resting on a thorny bush.
The world is filled with bitterness—women cause conflict, wealth is fickle like the lotus, and the body is a house of diseases and pleasures.
Worldly existence is like a courtesan: enticing with passion, producing pleasure, yet ultimately causing bitterness and detachment.
Association with the virtuous destroys sin and brings great joy to the righteous. The power of good company is immense.
Noble ones with ocean-deep minds never boast of their greatness, even after extraordinary achievements.
True love shines even from afar—like the moon delighting the eyes of the chakora bird. A poetic symbol of longing and affection.
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