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IMAGINE KANHA BRAIDS YOUR HAIR IN DIFFERENT STYLES !!!!HIM PLUCKING BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS AND ADDING THEM TO YOUR BRAID AND EVEN TUGGING THEM AND RUNNING AWAY!!!!OH TO BE A GOPI IN VRINDAVAN!!!!HIM PLAYING EUPHONIOUS FLUTE SOUNDS FOR U AND U DANCING WITH HIM HOLDING HIS HANDS AND ARMS!!!GOD IT’S ME AGAIN 😭😭😭😭😭😭

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He was running when I first saw him. Butter on his mouth, filled with laughter. When he looked at me, I could feel every pore in my body grow warm. His smile felt as though I understood him, yet I couldn't fathom him. "Radha! Radha!" he called out with his enigmatic voice, the next time I saw him. His dark complexion, the peacock feather, the striking yellow robe, the flute in his hand. He was so out of place yet merged among us. Now that I remember, he was always the centre of attention. He just wanted to see me, the daughter of the chief of Vrindavan. The next time I remember, I would wait for any sound of him. His anklets, his laughter and more importantly, his flute. How couldn't I be mesmerized by his tunes while the whole of Vrindavan would come to a stand still? As days went on, Little did I know he was walking step by step into my heart and I, into his. We spent every available second together. Little did we know it was borrowed time. We would dance, tell each other stories and just watch each other smile under the moonlit sky. Then he had to go to Mathura. He had his destiny to be fulfilled. While everyone in Vrindavan walked behind the chariot trying to stop him, I hid behind a tree trying to see him one last time. Our eyes met. He smiled. In that moment, I heard his flute. His smile and his tune gave me his message. Even if he wasn't next to me, that day he sat in my heart's throne. I smiled back but that night when I saw the peacock feather he left for me, I cried. ~ From that day, I've heard he's the God purifying the Earth. That he's the Mastermind behind the war. That he's a coward-Ranchor, kidnapper, strategist, protector. But now, I know. The promise he made with his smile, he kept it. He's Radha's Krishna and I, Krishna's Radha. I understood how smile but now, I can fathom it too. 💕 #miracleswords ____________________________________________ #write #writing #writings #deepthoughts #writers #writersofinstagram #wordstoliveby #words #wordporn #letters #foreverlove #poemsporn #poetry #spilledpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writtenword #love #dream #wordsmith #Krishna #writerslife #radha #wordswithqueens #radhakrishna #vrindavan (at Vrindavan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAYUb__FGA7/?igshid=13hjef7x9op8d