Shishirsikta kharjuraviithi: Difference between revisions

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With her blushing sweetness.
With her blushing sweetness.


Tell me, today, at Whose call, in this chilly dawn,
Tell me today, at whose beck
Did the beautiful earth become bare?
Was this shivering roused from sleep at dawn?
Winter came, like an ascetic yogi.
This colorful earth has become barren,
Resembling the disheveled form of an ascetic.
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