A wolf in sheep’s clothing

Looking good from outside, inside I’m full of lust.

I am worse than a prostitute, I seek bodily pleasure every moment.

My mind gets agitated at the smallest of pretext.

The desire for fame has married sense gratification within me.

And its children have burned  down the small shoots of devotion within my heart, Leaving it hard and black.

I therefore beg Guru and all the Vaisanavas to feel pity on me, please bless me to have continuous association of Sadhus and shastras.

There won’t be a more fallen soul than me to deserve their mercy and to prove that they are all Patita Pavan.

  • Posted by Giriraj Das on May 25, 2013 at 8.52am