Radha sought pleasures carnal, profane
But selfies live in a future-past hologram
Which spirit is appeased when senses abstain?
Love's sweet lips to remain unkissed, damn!
Mazerunner, mindless your labour, thought
You seek to drown death's murmuring fife
While drenched in desire runs the river of life,
All along almighty job, oh the battles you fought
Lustful wetdreams you read in verses mine
Alien idioms fashion moral keys to unlock
Doors that were never locked, but you mock
And in Jayadeva you seek love, divine!
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