Please Visit & Subscribe my Youtube Channel : Keleedas Kobita In the land of Vrindavan, a legend was born, On Janmashtami morning, a new day was dawned, Baby Krishna, with mischief in His eyes, A divine child, a sweet surprise. Yashoda’s darling, the butter thief’s delight, He brought joy and laughter, day and night, With a peacock feather adorning His hair, Krishna danced with gopis, a love affair. Flute in hand, He played a melodious tune, Under the moon’s glow, ‘neath the silver monsoon, His enchanting music, like a soothing balm, Calmed every heart, like a tranquil palm. The divine Leela, His playful escapade, In the lap of nature, where…