Pain

O Krsna,

What do I do?

Its as if I'm helpless,

In separation;

Wet eyes threaten to pour,

More of those salty tears;

What do I do?

I'm just too unfortunate!

My heart pains,

My eyes fail to see,

My hands tremble,

I loose the touch of reality,

The more I think

Of how hapless I'm.

If I can't be with You,

That I obviously can't because

I'm not a devotee!

I only wish to be with Your beloveds.

For their association can be,

Just as shade of a tree in the scorching heat,

Just as in the midst of a desert,

There's a huge beautiful sea.

I can at least hear about You,

That is more than anything for me;

For my heart will halt its burn,

That has caused due to

The separation from You.

But it still pains more and more,

It seems for eternity it has burnt,

Just because I can neither be with You,

Nor with Your devotees too.

And You are the only one who can stop this pain,

Because this beloved of You is getting insane.