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I Send Letters

I send letters to my Beloved,

The dear Krishna.

But He sends no message of reply,

Purposely preserving silence.

I sweep his path in

And gaze and

Till my eyes turn blood-shot.

I have no peace by night or day,

My heart is fit to break.

O my Master,

You were my

In former births.

When will you come?

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Mirabai Mirabai

Mirabai मीराबाई, (c.1498–c.1546) was a 16th-century Hindu mystic poet and devotee of Lord Krishna. She is a celebrated Bhakti saint, particularl…

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