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Her hips caressed by many, lips kissed by travelers, breasts squeezed a thousand times—yet someone calls her “his.” A satirical critique of false poss...
Her form is imagined in financial terms—hips as balance beams, breasts as markets, the world running on creation, sustenance, and destruction. A metap...
The wind-elephant wanders through waist-like thickets, drawn to the lion’s scent (castor oil)—a symbolic play on sexual desire and animal instincts.
The wicked clang bitter and defiling like chains; saints, however, charm the mind with sweet sounds like jeweled anklets. A contrast between vice and ...
Wind, bile, and phlegm are aggravated by specific tastes—bitter, pungent, sour, or oily. This verse gives a compact Ayurvedic principle of bodily humo...
The body, nourished by the mother's food laced with pungent, salty, sour, and burning tastes, becomes susceptible to pain emerging from all limbs. Thi...
The sun, scorching yet soothing, triumphs over darkness even though its rays resemble the piercing pangs of a separated lover. Even harsh brilliance b...
The groves of damanaka (Artemisia) appear faded—its branches pale, leaves torn and broken, despite their fragrant sweet-bitter aroma. This poetic imag...
Why shout so bitterly into the ears? Even an elephant herd drowned due to a mosquito's buzz in its ear, confused by its own ignorance. A parable showi...
O Lord Shiva, the great cosmic dancer! Destroyer of illusion, enemy of wealth-god Kubera, friend to all, and bearer of universal dissolution—may your ...
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