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May the goddess’s skill—rich with garlands of lotus arrows, golden vessels like thunderclouds, and ornaments resembling buds and moonbeams—shape your ...
The blooming lotuses, slightly bent due to ripeness, carry the fragrant scent from their roots. Stirred by the breeze, they seem to earn praise for th...
I bow to Krishna, who is like a black bee amid the golden hills of a cowherd maiden’s lotus breasts, resting on the hoods of the Shesha serpent. The d...
O lotus-eyed one! Pause for a moment while I gently release this knot of glances locked in love. The weight of your hair-knot adds to your allure. Let...
Krishna’s hand gently lifts her lotus-like chin, revealing a face so radiant it seems like a mirror reflecting the beauty of a blue-stemmed lotus. May...
The bees, angered by the absence of nectar in the lotuses, rage against them as if confronting a betrayer. Their buzzing seems like curses, while the ...
Who dares compare your face and eyes to mere lotuses? Those who do so fail to see your radiant essence. Though poets try, lotus and you are worlds apa...
May Lakshmi—praised by Brahma (seated on a lotus), with lotus-like eyes, and holding a lotus in her hand—bring prosperity to me. Let all symbols of au...
O lotus! You allow yourself to be tarnished by the touch of undeserving cranes while the worthy bees—knowers of true essence—are cast aside. Let only ...
O lotus, though you were born in pure waters, you fail to please due to harboring dark bees while rejecting the gentle moonbeams. You forsake purity f...
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