The Eternal Dance of Krishna and Radha

 The Eternal Dance of Krishna and Radha

On banks of Yamuna, soft and wide,

Where gentle waves and secrets hide,

A love bloomed deep, both fierce and free,

Between the soul, and divinity.

Radha, graceful as dawn’s first light,

Her beauty radiant, pure, and bright,

A village girl with spirit true,

Found love in eyes of midnight blue.

Krishna, dark as a storm-filled night,

With laughter soft and eyes alight,

Played melodies on flute so sweet,

That hearts would race and pulses beat.

With every note, her heart would soar,

As Krishna’s song called evermore.

The world around would fade away,

When Radha heard his flute’s soft play.

In Vrindavan’s woods, their paths entwined,

Two souls as one, two hearts combined.

With laughter, games, and whispered vows,

They pledged their love beneath the boughs.

Hand in hand, they wandered free,

Lost in love’s sweet mystery.

In Krishna’s eyes, Radha saw a realm,

Where she was queen, and he the helm.

They danced beneath the moon’s soft gaze,

As stars bore witness to their blaze.

The forest hummed, the night grew still,

As love was born on Radha’s will.

But fate’s decree would not align,

For Krishna’s path was so divine.

Duty called him far from here,

Leaving Radha’s heartbound tear.

She watched him leave, her spirit torn,

Yet love like hers would never mourn.

In every breath, in every sigh,

She felt his presence by and by.

The world would say, they were apart,

But Radha knew, within her heart—

In every breeze, in every tree,

His love lived on, eternally.

Krishna moved on, his journey vast,

But Radha’s love held firm and fast.

Her soul became his endless song,

A devotion fierce, pure, and strong.

They say her love was pure and bold,

Beyond what mortal words have told.

Radha’s love, the truest kind,

Bound to Krishna, heart and mind.

Through lives and worlds, they intertwine,

Beyond all realms, a love divine.

Not bound by time or fleeting space,

Their love lives on, in sacred grace.

So even now, beneath the sky,

Their spirits dance as seasons fly.

In every dawn, and night’s embrace,

Their love shines on, in timeless grace.

Radha and Krishna, bound by fate,

A love beyond this world’s debate.

In hearts that feel, in souls that see,

They live forever, wild and free.