maya, krishna and lust

a series of poems on maya--illusion of love and God

maya, Krishna and lust---



the vain balloon



it was only a projection you fool

not you the peacock i craved

love in a woman’s heart spills over

of you weaklings she makes a man



the force of fearless passion

that gurgles through my veins

attached me to a vain balloon

that bloated further in self love



think me not the woman starved for attention

mistake me not for a randy who lusts

i am the Kali who drinks blood to avenge

your insolence i forgave because i was radha in love