O Krishna...

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What else, do I look for, O Krishna,

Now, that I have You within my heart.

Like the naughty little thief, that You are...

You tiptoed Your way into my life,

Stealing away my heart

When I was least aware.

Too busy to care,

Too immersed in my worldly affairs,

I could never know...

I could never tell... 


And then, You smiled at me,

Like the moon smiles at the exhausted night,

Healing every crack and crevice of my soul

That I had hidden carefully from myself.

Your eyes were the monsoon clouds, to my parched soul

Thirsty...

Tired...

Craving to be caressed...

Drenching me with Your love.

Flooding me in Your light,

You took away all the darkness that I had held on to.

Scaring my inner demons to their salvation,

You made Your place within parts of me, 

Where I had dared not even peek. 


Like the naughty little thief that You are,

You stole away whatever I had

Sometimes, with that smile...

Sometimes, with those eyes...

Sometimes, with those antics, that only You manage to come up with,

You stole away all I had called mine

Until all I was left with, was You. 


You came into my little world,

And I embraced You tight.

Close to my heart,

Close to my eyes,

I embraced You, with all my love.

I embraced You, like that was all I had wanted.

I was smiling...I was crying...and I was holding on to You,

Like You, and only You were my world.

And in that ephemeral moment, O Krishna, 

You showed me, how the Universe feels like.

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