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Without mercy, invaders plunder the homes and wealth of sages, ignoring even their weeping families—poetic lament of unrighteous conquest.
The brave one climbs the shoulders of an elephant to reach heaven—symbolizing courage and elevation beyond mortal bounds.
With brutal force, he grabs a leg, stands on another, and splits the foe’s body—like a merciless warrior crushing resistance.
Rain, though from the sky, ultimately reaches the ocean—similarly, all praise flows to the supreme Lord Keshava.
My aged body, now only a framework of skin and bones, is ruled by wrinkles and grey hair—let it remind you of the impermanence of beauty and life.
The heavens were clouded with dust raised by the army's advance. The sky-maidens (directions) were veiled, and the thunderous echo of war drums resoun...
O Mother, how can my mind attain peace when the body is infiltrated by hidden enemies like pride, envy, and age-related ailments, surrounded by househ...
When the land was overtaken by foreigners from ocean to Himalayas, and kings fell into disgraceful silence, even in such times one noble soul protecte...
The tongue, like one crushed, cursed, poisoned, bound, and pierced—cannot utter praise. A metaphorical lament on the inability to speak good due to in...
In her blooming youth, the goddess of desire rose from the child’s eyes, ears, and brows—manifesting sensuousness from the tender to the radiant, yet ...
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