Radha to Krishna
O my lord! Why you poured this color?
Iam already drenched in your color,
I am not me but soaked in blue,
Except you I see no one in my view,
Your flute and you, make me crazy,
I forget the whole and dance till I am dizzy,
The spring becomes happy when our feet swings
With the melodic breeze and with the
harmonious raga of your charming beat.
You are my passion ,you are my sensation,
You and you rule in my thoughts,
my bumps recognize your fragrance,
My skin is aware of my red gloss,
When I am saturated in your rhyme,
These holi colours you sprayed to me,
Are adding more pink to my spine.