Verse 1

Verse 2

Verse 3

Verse 4

Verse 5

Verse 6

Verse 7

Verse 8

Verse 9

Verse 1

Where shall I go? What refuge is there for me here, deceived as I am by the words of my companions?

Verse 2

Even at the promised time, alas, Hari did not come to the forest. My youth, though flawless in form, has become useless.

Verse 3

To follow him, I traversed even the dense forest at night; by that deed, this heart of mine has been pierced by Kama's peerless arrows.

Verse 4

Death alone is better for me, I think — O Kama, false-bannered and unfeeling — why must I endure this fire of separation here?

Verse 5

Alas, this sweet spring night torments me, while some other fortunate woman, blessed by her good deeds, enjoys Hari's company.

Verse 6

Alas, I now regard my bejeweled ornaments — bangles and the rest — as a great torment, for they only feed the burning fire of separation from Hari.

Verse 7

With my body delicate as a flower, struck by the sportive arrows of the bodiless Kama, even a garland, so cruel by nature, now strikes my heart.

Verse 8

I dwell here among the countless cane-thickets of the forest, yet Madhusudana does not remember me, not even in his thoughts.

Verse 9

May this poetic utterance of Jayadeva, whose refuge is Hari's feet, dwell in your heart like a tender, graceful young woman skilled in the arts.