Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1304

Granted you have extolled yourself, why
did you defraud me over the flowers? You are a
good actor and know well how to play your part.
“Daughter of Satrajita, I
know well your skill in speech; you have deceived
me in the same way up till now. I was carried
away by love, I did not want to lose you, and I
wished you to be my consort in the next
birth. Then you made every one turn their backs on
me through your subtlety. What
can I do? My passion has turned me crazy
and brought all this suffering upon me. If it had
not been for that I should have seen your faults.
Why, every title of yours proclaims you an adulterer.
Your qualities pass all description; no voice exists
that can tell how cruel you are. You do not
distinguish your own and other people’s mother
and sister; you delight to set mother and son’s wife
against each other.” The Lord of Vaikuntha
says, “He loves his worshippers.”

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents