Confessions of Krishna - 7 <br /> <br />Why the morning birds are gloomy and silent <br />Why the sky is pale and dull <br />Why the trees are drooping its drowsy leaves <br />Why the river is dead without a tiny wave <br /> <br />Once all these birds enveloped the Vrindavan <br />With blankets woven with their magical songs <br />The sky was vibrant ever with mystic colors of fantasy <br />Filled with colorful dreams of love <br /> <br />The trees bloomed as if spring was always there <br />Full of bees and butterflies buzzing for nectar <br />The green grass was covered with fallen petals <br />Which made soft bed for us to fall and sleep <br /> <br />I thought every thing was same in my absence <br />But now I feel a vast difference <br />And without you I feel weary and dull <br />Without your love life is sad and still <br /> <br />When will you come and change all these <br />Crude realities of nothingness <br />Caused by the long span of your absence <br />And turn everything as blissful once it was. <br /> <br />Through your absence you taught me <br />The painfulness of separation <br />The 'Jagath' is always a 'Mithya' <br />When REALITY IS ALWAYS ILLUSION UNREALIZED <br /> <br /> <br />(This is an imaginary poem written as narrated by God Krishna to his childhood love Radha, to show how sublime and deep his love was.) <br /> <br />Vrindavan - The beautiful garden where Krishna and Radha spent their time. <br /> <br />Jagath - The world <br /> <br />Mithya - Unreal [ based on the principles in Vedas, everything in the world is 'Maya' - an illusion.]<br /><br />C.N.Premkumar (love poems, Veda of love, Life and love)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reality-is-always-illusion-unrealized/
