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In thick dusk, a cold moonbeam veiled by wings glows faintly—like a royal swan submerged in dark waters. A metaphor for restrained beauty, hidden bril...
A deer scorched by sun seeks shade in brambles—likewise, a noble soul weakened by misfortune ends up among the lowly. A lesson on how fate can humble ...
This is often a woman’s nature—after enjoying bliss, a minor affliction causes them to turn bitter, even abandoning what they cherished. A controversi...
As moonlight rises—like the breath of a heavenly river, glowing, curving, resonating—it spreads joy like crystalline spirals, awakening joy in lotuses...
The first dharma of a kshatriya is coronation, not for pleasure but for protecting people. Leadership is duty-bound, a call to responsible power, not ...
The trees that once shaded Radha’s secret meetings now seem aged. Spring still comes, but their blossoming has faded, as if mourning the loss of divin...
These celestial trees bear jeweled leaves, gem-like buds, and golden fruits—nothing like earthly trees. Their abundance humbles the speaker, reminding...
Who is she, with moon-like face, slender waist, and arms like rippling waves? As she walks, her hips sway like a goddess in motion. A sensuous and viv...
Who is this tender girl, tousled and bitten, walking dazed at dawn? Her disheveled form suggests a night of passion—she resembles a frightened deer, l...
She trembles as she walks into the woods, startled by rustling leaves. Her gait and flushed expression suggest anger, yet love seems to guide her step...
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