My mom's lap

My mom's lap,
Soft and comfortable,
A heaven on earth,
A place I can call home.

My mom's lap,
Removes distress,
Vanishes my worries,
Gives me hope,
Boosts up my worth.

Her tender caressing,
My broad forehead,
That's always thinking,
About uncertain future,
And irreversible past.

Her gentle brushing,
My disheveled hair,
Giving me confidence,
A symbol of hope,
That everything will be okay.

My mom's lap,
A place of love,
Affection and compassion,
A place I can call home.

Glories to Lord Krishna

His sweet smile,
His wide lotus eyes,
His curly dark hair,
His blue soft skin,
Enchanted everyone in Gokula,
when he arrived.

His wisdom words,
His stern advises,
His holy name,
His stories,
Can eradicate darkness,
And spread joy.

A loyal friend,
A great teacher,
A wise philosopher,
A loving son,
But nothing can compare,
His love for his devotees