Krishna, I am Spoiling my life
Oh Krishna, I am agitating my senses
I think only now to enjoy these senses
Like Camels are very fond of thorny twigs
Tasting their own blood coming out of tongue
Sex life is also like that
I taste my own blood and think I am enjoying
This is my foolishness, material senses are useless
Actual enjoyment is through spiritual senses
I am actually spirit covered by matter
I will not endeavor for material pleasure
I will rather try for spiritual enjoyment
By absorbing myself in serving the Supreme Lord
I will serve your lotus feet oh Krishna
Because there is no guarantee of getting human life again
I do not know when my body will stop
I will immediately engage myself in Krishna consciousness
What about my living? Oh Krishna, you will supply
He is supplying to even Dogs, Cats why not me
Radha and Krishna are my parents
They will have attention and concern for me surely
I am actually completely dependent on him
I will not sleep, but work for Krishna only
Night I have wasted many in sleeping and sex
Money, money, wife and children, o hell at me
Horrible it is, What is my mission
Illusioned in Childhood, playing football and sporting
I will become old, my senses will not work
Forty years are spoiled, in middle strong sex appetite
Ys tarun
(Taken from Transcedental Teachings of Prahalad Maharaj Chapter 2)
