Poems by Bhartrhari

Those men may boast of being born, whose skulls gleam white on Siva's head,
The final meed of ...

Time is the root of all this earth;
These creatures, who from Time had birth,
Within his bos...

Why honour gods, who must submit to Fate,
Or Fate, who gives but what our deeds have won?
Up...

Kings in whose country tuneful bards are found
Naked and starving, though for lore renowned,
...

Worn with hunger, faint and feeble, shorn of glory and of power,
Still the king of beasts is ...

All-hail to those who love the good,
And sinful men eschew,
Who honour their religious head, ...

The gods with priceless jewels were not bought,
Nor with the poison-chalice made aghast,
Nor ...

Under Vrihaspati's own eyes
Entrenched on heaven's height
Wielding th' artillery of the skies, ...

Trees are bowed down with weight of fruit,
Clouds big with rain hang low,
So good men humbly ...

Down to the lowest pit with rank, and gifts that all admire;
Hurl virtue headlong from the ste...

In happiness men fear disease, the haughty shrink from scorn,
The rich, the wise, the men of...

Envy possesses those that know,
Great men are drunk with pride,
The vulgar no discernment sho...

The day of pleasure's past and gone,
Long through this world we've wandered on,
And weary rea...

She whom I worship night and day, she loathes my very sight,
And on my neighbour dotes, who i...

I'm forced to beg my loathsome daily mess,
My couch the earth, myself my only guard,
Of filt...