ode to love


My guru is my govinda ;

My ashram is my vrinda ;

In vain i longed and longed to be meera

But my heart was all radha .

Getting teased and pleased by my kanha

His sweet sound of flute makes every gopi fumble

His sound of flute turns every droplet into dew

making my feet tremble in joy without me having any clue ;

every leaf twirls every petal swirls

and all i do is dance around my centre in circles

like a hopeful myrtle

and an innocent laughter wells up everytime i see his dingly dangly mor pankh

and yet so much peace dawns when for him the pundits blow the shankh

and then he comes with a glow enough to lighten up the entire world.. ❤

~~~~~~~~~~~ Rima ~~~~~~~~



  1. Virat · September 5, 2015

    how cute!! 🙂

  2. mittalrajat · September 7, 2015

    Great Poem 🙂

  3. vasuaol · September 7, 2015

    It’s Amazing how you carry the same charm and lightness in your writings that you carry in your personal life, Rima.

    Do keep writing, your writings bring smiles to many.

  4. Salman · October 28, 2015

    Very cute poem, straight from the heart 🙂

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