Shri Hatiji Ke Kavitt is the collection of devotional poems written by Shri Hatiji, a Rasik of Vrindavan.
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Immersed in the colors of divine love, the playful Śrī Rādhā graces the pavilion of Raṅga Mahala with incomparable beauty. How can the limitless splendor of such a supreme crowned queen ever be contained within mere words?
One sakhī stands holding a royal canopy above Her, another holds a mirror before Her, while yet another sings sweet melodies, playing the vīṇā to please Her divine heart.
When Śrī Rādhā Mahārānī, the infinite mine of beauty, sits gracefully upon Her golden throne, the radiance of Her divine limbs shames even the brilliance of the sun.
Śrī Vṛṣabhānu’s charming daughter Rādhā, along with Her sakhīs, is walking gracefully toward the path of the Nikunj (divine grove).
Mighty Himalaya bows to Mount Meru, which rests humbly upon the Earth; Earth itself stands upheld by Śeṣanāga, Varāha, Kūrma, and the oceanic depths — none stands alone.
Every limb of Her body is so enchanting that even gold seems to pale in comparison; She captivates Cupid himself through the garland of pearls She wears.
Śrī Rādhikā is adorned with ever‑new maidens, radiant as the moon; Her beauty surpasses divine goddesses like Rambhā, Lakṣmī Devī, Pārvatī Devī, etc. — none can compare to Her exquisite beauty.
Śrī Rādhā, whose complexion is similar to the beautiful flower of magnolia, is seated on a golden throne and fills the entire Nikunja with the radiant glow of Her being.
Oh, Śrī Rādhikā! Ever since Śrī Śyām Sundar [Kṛṣṇa] has seen You, His mind is flying like a kite in the sky.
Nikunj Palace has been soaked in perfume, and a toraṇa of pearls is adorned on the door.
In the enchanting palace of Śrī Rādhā, there is a courtyard decorated with various lotus flowers where the moonlight is gleaming, and a canopy made up of gold shines so brightly that it is putting the splendor of the sun to shame.
O Śrī Rādhā, who removes the sufferings of living beings, all the saints worship You, and Brahmā Jī has described Your glories as well.
O Śrī Kṛṣṇa, if You wish to make me a rock, then make me the rock of Govardhan; if a peacock, then make me the peacock of Your own kuñjas [bowers]; and if You wish to make me an animal, then let me be the animal in the palace of Mahārāj Nanda.
Śrī Hatī Jī says to a Sākhī: “Oh Sākhī, listen to me, today I went to Nikuñja and there I saw an astonishing pastime of Śrī Śyāma Śyām, who is the reservoir of all happiness”.
I am lazy, cruel, and unfaithful in all ways; no one can save me from my sins except the grace of Lord Kṛṣṇa.
Lord Śiva and all the heavenly gods worship Śrī Rādhā; Śeṣnāga chants Her glories, and Lord Brahmā, the creator Himself who provided the knowledge of the four Vedas, is unable to comprehend Śrī Rādhā thoroughly.
Today, Śrī Rādhā has descended in Braj; all heavenly gods, goddesses, and Kinnaras are happily singing praises. In every corner, every street, every door, and every village, everyone is celebrating this event by joyously playing on kettledrums.
The one [Śrī Rādhā] who is beyond the comprehension of the Vedas, which declare Her as ‘Neti Neti’ [there is no entity like Rādhā], who is even beyond the reach of Bhakta Nārada as well — no one is born till now who can say that I know Her completely.
Śrī Rādhārāṇī is seated in the Nikuñja palace, surrounded by crystal stones; the heavenly goddesses (captivated by the nectarean, rare bliss of Yours) are arriving inside today with folded hands, whose minds are completely subdued by the vision of Śrī Rādhā.
Some have a desire for material wealth and kingdom, some have a desire for their own fame, while others desire the pleasures of heaven and wish to relish like King Indra, even though they have obtained it millions of times, yet their desires have not vanished.
