Shri Bhartendu Harischandra (9 September 1850 – 6 January 1885)was a renowned Rasik Poet. His poems are very famous and widely known. Not many people know about Him that He belonged to Pushtimarg.
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O most wise beloved, Śrī Kṛṣṇa! Without You, this life is utterly meaningless. Rather than letting my life-breath continually burn in the fire of separation from You, it would be better for these very life-breaths to depart.
Śyāmā Pyārī (Śrī Rādhā) is the foremost leader and crown-jewel among all the sakhīs. She is very innocent, fair-complexioned, completely immersed in divine rasa, and supremely generous.
The sweet sound of the anklets adorning the lotus feet of Śrī Rādhā is so enchanting that it appears as though Śrī Kṛṣṇa’s ears themselves have come and taken residence at Her feet solely to hear that divine melody. The lotus feet of Śrī Rādhā bestow the highest happiness.
Although I am sinful, cruel, and a fool in every possible way, still, O Śrī Kṛṣṇa, may I request that You do not look upon my faults — look instead to Your own supremely compassionate nature, so that I may be delivered somehow.
A Virahiṇī (gopī) says: ever since I have been separated from Śrī Kṛṣṇa, my body is washed daily by a stream of tears.
The Vedas failed to grasp His mystery, and the Purāṇas grew ancient in their search, yet could not fathom His depth. The Smṛtis lost all consciousness attempting to comprehend Him. The essence is that the realization of God is possible only through selfless love and complete surrender (śaraṇāgati).
O Lord! If you look upon my faults, then I shall have no refuge left. My humble prayer is that You turn Your gaze toward Your own merciful nature, which bestows grace upon the fallen. Only through that compassion can a sinner like me attain deliverance.
The Beloved Nandlāl (Krishna) is the apple of my eyes, as dear as my life; He brings me joy and takes away all my sorrows.
If I worship, it is only Gopāl; if I serve, it is Gopāl alone — my mind is wholly attached to Nandalāl.
Glory to Sri Krishn, whose form is as enchanting as a dark raincloud. Glory to Shri Radha, who forever resides on His left side. Glory to all the sakhis of the Braj! Glory to the sacred land of Shri Vrindavan Dham!
Neither son nor wife, home nor wealth, not even a vast kingdom can offer true happiness. Supreme happiness is found only at the lotus feet of Shri Krishna.
The festival of Holi is eternally celebrated in Braj, where Shri Hari joyfully plays with the young maidens of Braj, and they forever revel in divine bliss.
I wandered endlessly through the dense forest of the material world, seeking rest but finding none. Only now, having attained the lotus feet of Ghanshyam (Shri Krishna), I have discovered true peace and bliss.
Today, Sri Radha transformed into Krishna, adorning herself in His attire and calling herself Govind, leaving Her name Radhika.
O Shri Krishna, enough is enough; life has become unbearable without your darshan. Shri Harichand pleads, “O merciful one, please bestow your grace and protect your humble servant.”
The land of Braj, marked by the sacred footprints of Shri Krishna, holds an indescribable beauty beyond words, tempting even Goddess Mahalakshmi Herself to taste the divine nectar of Braj.
All hail to the Goddess of Shri Vrindavan Dham, Sri Radha! Even the Lord of all gods, Shri Krishna, serves her lotus feet.
Do the association of saints and sing the glories of Shri Hari. Live each moment with such devotion that you become immersed in divine love, dancing in blissful ecstasy.
I yearn to dwell continuously in Vrindavan, drinking the sacred waters of the Yamuna, savoring Maha prasad, and chanting the name of Shri Vallabh incessantly.
I am devoid of the support derived from societal norms, the wisdom of the Vedas, and ancestral traditions, and I consider myself utterly insignificant in every aspect. However, it is through the strength derived from the lotus feet of the Lord of Braj, Shri Krishna, that I have exhibited the utmost audacity.
