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Poems

Everlasting Peace

By : 
Bhakta G.S.

Even though I wake up each morning
in a prison cell consisting of four walls and steel bars,
I have found peace in Krishna.

On the Paper

By : 
Jan Holmstrom

This world is a prison house
Birth and death are real
But if there were not spirit souls
nobody would feel

Food for Thought

By : 
Patrick Bolerio

In response to the questions to myself
I ponder the depths of solitude.
Is there loneliness found in such an environment?
Is there closure to life’s enigmas?

Servant

By : 
Jan Holmstrom

To realize one is spirit
Not merely flesh and blood
Pure love for sweet Lord Krishna
That's Lord Chaitanya's flood.

Prison of the Mind

By : 
Bali Maharaja Dasa

Iron bars do not a prison make
Mind is stricter still
Enemy of the soul or
Best friend as well
Surrender to Krsna, the Lord of the heart

Just Open Up

By : 
Jan Holmstrom

Just open up and
hear it.
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna
ancient
here and now
the source of
sage and demigod

Dearest Srila Prabhupada

By : 
Jason Matthew

I think about the time when you arrived
In this country
The modes of passion and ignorance
How they thrived

Word Raga

By : 
Jan Holmstrom

WHO MADE THE JUNGLE MOUNTAINS?
WHO BUILT THE RIVER BANKS?
AS SURE AS SEXY LADIES
IT WASN’T NORTHERN YANKS.
LORD VISHNU IS A PERSON:
OMNIPOTENT AND GREAT.

Red Roses Rhyme

By : 
Jan Holmstrom

GREEN GRASSES FOR HIS COWS
THE LORD
YAMUNA RIVER’S WATER.
CLAY- HAND MOLDED INTO SHAPES
EACH BHAKTI YOGA POTTER.

Tis it is to be Self Realized

By : 
Bhakta Jason Matthew

Tis it is to be self realized is to be ever jolly,
Focusing completely upon Krisna, avoiding all folly.

In all ways acknowledging Him, we will be blessed,
Of this it is truth, I see it, so do not jest.

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