Moth in Dvaraka
Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 9:45 pm
In the month of Caitra,
on a quiet moonlit night,
whispers were heard
on a high Dvaraka wall.
Soldiers came
with weapons raised
but found
only empty shadows.
Krishna stands
on a dark balcony
with his queen
who knows it too.
Radha cries
for her long lost love
with tears hot
like the quiet sea below.
Shadows grow
in hearts heavy with sorrow
and regrets
for what could not be.
They say
nobody dies from a broken heart
but that is only
the real cruelty of Fate.
Gray moth flies up and away
in meditation of this moment
with heart beating faster
than her silent wings.
on a quiet moonlit night,
whispers were heard
on a high Dvaraka wall.
Soldiers came
with weapons raised
but found
only empty shadows.
Krishna stands
on a dark balcony
with his queen
who knows it too.
Radha cries
for her long lost love
with tears hot
like the quiet sea below.
Shadows grow
in hearts heavy with sorrow
and regrets
for what could not be.
They say
nobody dies from a broken heart
but that is only
the real cruelty of Fate.
Gray moth flies up and away
in meditation of this moment
with heart beating faster
than her silent wings.