Rukmini’s Rival

 In the middle of a moonlit struck night

When love was just a rare thing

Sat Krishna and Rukmini adoring each other’s sight

Under the sprinkles of the mountain spring

The roses idolised the presence of true beauty

The moon shone to protect this love for eternity

All was well and the quality time was spent

Until Rukmini revealed her discontent

“O’ Lord, I am not satisfied

I have a question to be asked from my heart’s inside

Am I the only beauty as you cherish

Isn’t there any competitor whose beauty I can relish?”

“Why, search the world if you desire

But I tell you, there is none than thee to admire

Even the flowers of spring and the chillness of twilight

Cannot match thy beauty so feather-like light” said he.

The lord ordered for the prettiest pearls from the ocean

And the prettiest princess from the world was sent

And they were that of true admiration

But Rukmini still said “My heart is discontent”

Out came their little daughter rushing to get to her arms

Her splendor stole all the world’s charms

“Here is the purest treasure of beauty none can afford,” said she

“She is my rival O’ Lord!” said Rukmini with glee.