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Draupadi There she lay world at her feet, treasures galore,beauty unseen. Aura of a queen the poise of a swan, gait of a deer,radiance of the sun . so quaint, So demure, so grand, so secure, prowess of endless fortune and oh so pure. Suddenly a roar from a distance she hears , no reason she gathers to question her endures. The thunder and lightening tears her heart, hearing the words of the demon alas.. First a Demand , then stating her rights and at last a plea a cry .. No heed no say from her pillars of strength, all heads hung low of sheer helpless men.. Her pleas her cries went unheard , how oh how could she save her world.. All she had now was her own might, with one frail hand she held her world tight.. And alas, that too she gathered won't last another moment in time. And now she knew, her heart cried aloud, only my Lord can save my world..

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This is a small book of 3 poems on Draupadi, Sudama and Mayadevi. Very interesting poems depicting their charecters very vividly

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Page 1: Hope,surrender,love

Draupadi

There she lay world at her feet,

treasures galore,beauty unseen.

Aura of a queen the poise of a swan,

gait of a deer,radiance of the sun .

so quaint, So demure, so grand, so secure,

prowess of endless fortune and oh so pure.

Suddenly a roar from a distance she hears ,

no reason she gathers to question her endures.

The thunder and lightening tears her heart,

hearing the words of the demon alas..

First a Demand , then stating her rights and at last a plea a cry ..

No heed no say from her pillars of strength,

all heads hung low of sheer helpless men..

Her pleas her cries went unheard ,

how oh how could she save her world..

All she had now was her own might,

with one frail hand she held her world tight..

And alas, that too she gathered won't last another moment in time.

And now she knew, her heart cried aloud,

only my Lord can save my world..

Threw her arms out, in full surrender -

" I'm yours my lord save me" .. In a voice so tender..

And there He came the beloved of His seekers,

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riding His chariot on the path made of her tears..

saving her world saving her life,

saving her faith saving her pride..

Sudama

Away from all duality, rolling in the dust and sand,

the carefree lads spent their days, learning the laws of the land .

No care for pride or prestige, just pure love ruling their bonds,

what could come in between, the true lover and the loved ones.

Decades passed by and now not a penny in hand,

reluctantly he set off, to seek the favor of his friend.

So meek and lean, rags his only treasure,

what could he give , for his soul mates pleasure?

And then he recalled , what his friend most relished,

grabbing his hidden offerings,of beaten rice from his closed fist.

Bundled up in his rags, all that he had,

with unsure strides and hope in his eyes.

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Heard of His Glories and His magnanimous stature,

so royal so brave and caring in nature.

Heart so humble overflowing with love ,

tears rolled down in anticipation of meeting the Lord.

Overwhelmed with joy hearing of his arrival ,

embraced His friend and bathed him with His tears .

Treating him with royalty and with love and requisite,

making him forget the reason of his visit.

So much love and bond and respect,

tears flowed down forgetting the aspect.

Where is My gift, My friend , My mate?

Don't hide it from me its Mine don't forget!!

Accepting a mouthful and unsurmounted wealth,

gifted to the impoverished unknowing friend.

Heart filled with devotion ,

paying wealth no heed,

living the same impoverished life,

singing His glories being his only need.

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MAYA

Eluded I am,

Walking in a mist,

Yearning for the nectar,

In her empty fist.

Barometer is set,

Who can compete?

With the ideal in the heart

Oh so pure and prestine.

Still I search hither,

In this barren desert,

Hoping against hope,

To quench my thirst.

My soles are sore,

In the scorching heat,

Quest burning in my heart,

"Where is the Supreme?"

And the thought crossed my mind,

What if there He stands,

With His arms outstretched,

Inviting me back.

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In His eternal sphere,

The scented air,

The melodious flute,

Why did I leave You?

And I drown in regret..

Suddenly I feel the cold palms,

Grabbing my neck,

Engulfing me in her mist..

Again in her empty fist..

~ Radhasakhi dasi