Oo Vamsidhar, make me your murli,

And keep me tugged at your waist all the time,

No, no ,wait, wait,

I might melt away and distort your rhythm when you touch me with your soft hands and brush your smooth lips against me.

Oo Bankebihari,

make me your morpankh, and keep me submerged in your curly locks,

No,no ,wait , wait,

I might be blemished with pride then.

Oo Saanvre , make me your kaajal, and let me adorn your lotus eyes,

No, no ,wait wait,

I might flow away when you cry tears in kurukshetra.

Oo Keshav, make me your sudharshan, and keep me wrapped around your finger,

No, no, wait ,wait, I'm afraid I might cut your finger in return.

Oo Shyam, make me your Radha, and let's dive in the ocean of eternal love,

No, no, wait , wait

I can't bear tears of separation.

Oo Mohan, make me your makhan, and crave for me, and relish me,

No, no, wait , wait, I don't want you to share me with other cowherds.

Oo Dwarkadhish, make me your rukmani, and you be my lochinvar and take me away with you,

No, no, wait, wait,

I can't share you with thousands of other queens.

Oo Girdhar Gopal,

Make me your Meera, and marry me in my dreams,

No, no, wait, wait, I want to see you, and touch you, and talk to you in flesh.

Oo Kanhaiya , make me your Sudama, and play with me all my childhood,

No, no wait , wait,

I don't want you to wash my feet, or I would die of overwhelmed emotions.

Oo Govind, make me Draupadi, and teach me how to cross this hot lava of hypocrite patriarchal society,

No, no, wait, wait, I might need to become a pawn of your grand plan.

Oo Madhav, make me your parth, and you become my saarthi, and guide me through my inner battles and the outer ones,

No, no, wait, wait, I might have to fight against my own people.

Oo Manmohana, oo Nandkishor, Oo Krishna,

Let me remain your Krishn-Sakhi ,

So that I can mould into anyone,

Radha, Mira, Gopi, Rukmani, Sudama, Draupadi, Arjun, flute , peacock feather,

And enjoy all your "Leela".

Oo Chhaliya, don't you dare cheat me,

Just keep me in your lotus feet, and

You 'natkhat', remain in my heart,

Till it beats and beyond.

Yours truly,

Krishn-sakhi

Sketch credit---