Hanumath pancha rathnam.

 Veethakhila vishayecham, Jathanandaasru pulakamathyacham,

Seethapathi dhoothakhyam,Vathathmajamadhya bhavaye hrudhyam. 1

I think about the son of Vayu in my mind,
Who is devoid of all desires of enjoyment,
Who sheds copious tears of joy,
Whose hair stands erect at His thought,
And who is the great emissary of the Lord of Sita


Tharunaruna Muka kamalam, karuna rasa poora poorithapangam,
Saajeevanamaasase manjula mahimana manjana Bhagyam. 2

All my life I yearn to see that Hanuman,
Who is the good fortune of Anjana,
Whose face is as red as the rising Sun,
Whose glances are full of the mercy,
Who brought back the dead in the battle,
And whose fame is great.


Sambhara vairi saradhigamambudala vipula lochanadhaaram,
Kambu gala niladishtam bimba jwalithoshta mekamalambhe 3

My only refuge is Hanuman,
Who had reddish lips like the Bimba fruit,
Who is the enemy of the arrows of Manmatha,
Who has broad eyes like lotus leaves,
And whose neck is like a conch.


Dhoorikrutha seetharthi, prakati krutha rama vaibhava spohoorthi,
Daritha dasa mukha keerthi, puratho mama bhathu Hanumatho Murthy. 4

Let the form of Hanuman ,
Which drove away the sorrow of Sita,
Which made known the prowess of Rama,
And which destroyed the fame of ten headed Ravana,
Shine before me.


Vanara nikaradhyaksham, dhanava kula kumudha ravikara sadruksham,
Dheena janavana dheeksham pavana paka ambuja madraksham. 5

I Saw Lord Hanuman,
Who is the result of penance of God of wind,
Who is the leader of all monkeys,
Who is similar to the Sun God to water lily,
To the hoards of Rakshasas,
And who is he protector of the suffering humans.


Ethath pavana suthasya stotram,
Ya patathi pancha rathnakhyam,
Chiramiha nikhilan bhogan bhukthwa,
Sri Rama Bhakthiman Bhavathi.

He who reads these five gems,
Which are the poems of praise of,
The son of God of wind,
Would become a devotee of Lord Rama,
And would enjoy his life for a long time.

Atma Panchakam

 Naham deho, nendriya nyantharangam,

Nahamkara prana vargaa na budhi,
Darapathya kshethra vithadhi dhoora,
Sakshi nithya prathyagathma shivoham. 1

I am neither the body, nor the senses nor the mind,
Neither am I pride, soul nor intellect,
But I am Shiva, who is eternal,
Who is completely unattached.
Who is far, far and far away
From wife, son, lands and assets,
And is the witness for everything.

Rajjwagnanath bhathi rajjuryadhai,
Swathma jnanad athmano jeeva bhava,
Aapthokthya hi branthinase sa rajjur,
Jjevo naham desikokthya shivoham. 2

Due to ignorance I think that a rope is a snake,
For due to absence of Jnana.
I ascribe life in to lifeless thing.
And when the realized one points it out,
I wake up from this illusion,
And understand that it is a rope and not a snake.
Similarly I am not the soul but Shiva,
Which I only understand by the teaching of the great teacher.

Aabhadhedham vishwamathmanya sathyam,
Sathya jnanananda roope vimohat,
Nidhramohat swapnavath thanna sathyam,
Shuddha poorno nithya eka Shivoham. 3

Due to the veil of ignorance,
I see this world in the eternal life,
Which has the form of truth and joy,
Similar to the dream which I see due to veil of sleep,
For I am the pure complete, perennial and single Shiva.

Mathi nanyath kinchid athrasthi viswam,
Sathyam bahyam vasthu mayopakjnaptham,
Adarsandhar bhasamanasya thulyam,
Mayyadwaithe bhathi thasmad shivoham. 4

This world is in no way different from me,
Similar to everything getting reflected in a mirror,
All the world is within me,
So I am that Shiva which is without two.

Naham jatho na pravrudho na nashto,
Dehasyoktha prakrutha sarva dharma,
Karthruthwadhi schinmaya syasthi naham,
Karasyaiva hyathmano may Shivoham. 5

Nor was I born nor grew nor die,
For birth, growth and death are for the body,
The nature of taking up a work is,
The reflections of pride and not,
For my soul which is eternal,
And so I am the unattached Shiva.

Naham jatho janma mruthyu kutho may,
Naham prana kshuth pipase kutho may,
Naham chitham sokamohou kutho may,
Naham kartha bandha mokshou kutho may. 6

I was not born, whence birth and death came to me,
I am not the soul, whence came hunger and thirst to me,
I am not the mind, whence came passion and sorrow to me,
I am not the doer, whence came attachment and achment to me?

Astakam

 Bhaje vrajaika mandanam, samastha papa khandanam,

Swabhaktha chitha ranjanam, sadaiva nanda nandanam,
Supincha gucha masthakam, sunada venu hasthakam,
Ananga raga sagaram, Namami Krishna sagaram. 1

I pray Him, who is the ornament to the land of Vraja,
Who cuts off entire sins,
Who pleases the mind of his devotees,
And who is the godly son of Nanda Gopa.
Salutations to the sea like Lord Krishna,
Who decorates his head with peacock feathers,
Who has the sweet sounding flute in his hand,
And who is the music of the ocean of love.


Manoja garva mochanam vishala lola lochanam,
Vidhootha gopa sochanam namami padma lochanam,
Kararavindha bhoodaram smithavaloka sundraram,
Mahendra mana daranam, Namami Krishna varanam. 2

Salutations to Him who has lotus like eyes,
Who wins over the pride of the god of love,
Who has broad and ever shifting eyes,
And who consoled the gopas of the worry over the emissary.
Salutations to the elephant like Lord Krishna,
Who lifted the mountain by his lotus soft hands,
Who has a pretty gaze and smile,
And who killed the pride of the great Indra.


Kadhambha soonu kundalam sucharu ganda mandalam,
Vrajanganaika vallabham namami Krishna durlabham.
Yasodhata samodhaya sagopaya sananandaya,
Yutham sukhaika dayakam namami gopa nayakam. 3

Salutations to the Lord Krishna ,
Who is not easy to get,
Who wears the ear rings of Kadambha flowers,
Who has very pretty smooth cheeks,
And who is the lord of the women of Vrija.
Salutations to the chief of Gopas,
Who grants supreme bliss,
To Yasodha, gopas and Nanda,
And who is the giver of pleasures.


Sadhaiva pada pankajam madheeya manase nijam,
Dadanamuthamalakam, namami Nanda balakam,
Samastha dosha soshanam, samastha loka poshanam,
Samastha gopa manasam, Namami nanda lalasam. 4

Salutations to the Nanda lad,
Whose lotus like feet is drowned,
Ever truly in my mind,
And who has curls of hair falling on his face.
Salutations to Him who enthralls Nanda,
Who diminishes bad effects of all sins,
Who takes care of the entire world.,
And who is in the mind of every cow herd.


Bhoovo bharavatharakam bhavabdi karma dharakam,
Yasomathee kisorakam, namami chitha chorakam.
Drugantha kantha banginam, sada sadala sanginam,
Dine dine navam navam namami nanda sambhavam. 5

I bow to him who is the stealer of hearts,
Who incarnated to reduce the weight of the world,
Who helps us cross the miserable ocean of life,
And who is young baby of mother Yasoda.
I bow to the son of King Nanda,
Who has a pair of pretty shining eyes,
Who is followed by bees wherever he goes,
And who is new and newer to his devotees,
Today and everyday.


Gunakaram sukhakaram krupakaram krupaparam,
Suradwihannikarthanam, namami gopa nandanam.
Naveenagopa naagaram naveena keli lampatam,
Namami megha sundram thathith prabhalasathpatam. 6

I salute the kid of all gopas, who is the treasure house,
Of good qualities, pleasure and mercy,
Who is above the needs of mercy,
And who removed all the problems of devas.
I salute the handsome one who is the colour of the cloud,
Who wears yellow coloured silk resembling lightning,
Who appears as a new Gopa every time he is seen,
And who is interested in new antics every time.


Samastha gopa nandanam, hrudambujaika modhanam,
Namami kunja madhyagam, prasanna bhanu shobhanam.
Nikamakamadhayakam drugantha charu sayakam,
Rasalavenu gayakam, namami kunja nayakam. 7

I salute Krishna, the lad amidst the vrija land,
Who is pleased and shines like the good sun,
Who is the son of all gopas,
And who is the pleasure of all their hearts.
I salute Krishna , who is the leader of lads of vrija,
Who plays soulful music using his flute,
Who grants pleasures even though he does not want them,
And whose glances are like defenseless arrows.


Vidagdha gopikaa mano manogna thalpasayinam,
Namami kunja kanane pravrudha vahni payinam.
Kisorakanthi ranchitham, druganjanam sushobitham,
Gajendra moksa karinam, Namami sri viharinam. 8

I salute Him who swallowed the fire,
In the gardens and forests of Vraja land,
Who was sleeping in the dreams of the very able gopis.
I salute Him who is with the goddess of wealth,
Who was the cause of salvation of Gajendra,
Who is surrounded by divine glow of youth,
And who shines in all directions.


Yadha thadha yadha thadha thadiva krushna sathkadha,
Maya sadaiva geeyathaam thadha krupa vidheeyathaam.
Pramanikashtakadwayam japathyadheethya ya pumaan,
Bhaveth sa nanda nandane bhave bhave subhakthiman. 9

Where I live, wherever I exist,
Let me be immersed in your stories,
For always without break,
So that I am blessed with your grace.
That great man who sings this double octet.
Would be born with devotion to Krishna,
In all his births.

Bhagwan Manasa Pooja.

 Hrudambhoje Krishna sakala jala shyamala thanu,

Sarojaksha sragweemukuta kadagath aabharanavan,
Saradraka nadha prathima vadana Sri muralikam,
Vahan dhyeyo Gopi gana parivrutha kumkumachitha. 1

In my mind I am able to see Lord Krishna,
As the one who is black like a water rich cloud,
One with lotus eyes, one who wears garlands,
Crown and bangles, one who is like the autumn moon,
One who holds the flute, one who is surrounded by Gopis,
And one who wears the saffron tilaka in his forehead,


Payombhodher dwepan mama hrudaya mayahi Bhagawan,
Mani vrathabrajath kanaka vara peetam bhaja hare,
Suchinhou the padou yadu kula jane nejmi sujalair,
Grahanedham dhoorva dala jaladarghyam mura ripo. 2

Hey God from the ocean of milk, be pleased to come in to my mind,
And Oh Hari, please be seated on the golden seat studded with gems,
And Hey chief of Yadavas, I would be washing your feet with clean water,
And hey enemy of Mura, please receive these drops of water of Worship,
Dripping from the tips of the leaves of dhoorva grass.


Thwachamopendra tridasa saridha ambothi sisiram,
Bhajaswemam panchamrutha rachithamaplawamaghahan,
Dhyunadhya kalindya aapi kanaka kumbha sthithamidham,
Jalam thena snanam kuru kuru kuurushwaachamanakam. 3

Hey, remover of sins please sips the coldest water from the divine Ganga,
And please accept the bath made with five nectars like ghee and jaggery,
And please use the water of Yamuna filled in golden pots,
And take your bath and also wash your face again and again.


Thadid varne vasthre bhaya vibhaya kanthadhi haranam,
Pralambhari brathar mrudula upaveetham kuru gale,
Lalate pateerm mrugamadhayutham dharaya hare,
Grahanedham malyam satha dala thulasyadhi rachitham. 4

Wear the cloths which are like a streak of lightning,
And wear that holy thread which destroys,
Fear and passion in your neck, Oh brother of Bala Rama,
Wear the dot in the forehead with musk and also,
Receive from me the garland made of thulasi* and lotus.
*basil


Dasangam dhoopam sadvadanacharanogrerpithamaye,
Mukham deepenanduprabhavarajasa deva kalaye,
Emou pane vaneepathinuthasa karpoora rajasa,
Vishodhyagre datham salilamidhamachama nru hare. 5

I offer at your feet the scented smoke from ten different herbs,
And I wave the light lit on camphor over your face,
And Oh God who is being saluted by Lord Brahma,
Please receive this water from my hands,
Which have been cleaned with camphor and gargle it.


Sada thrupthannam shad rasa vadakhila vynjana yutham,
Suvarna mathre go krutha chashaka yukthe sthithamidham,
Yasoda soono thalparamadhayayasanasakhibhi,
Prasadam vanchadbhi saha thadanu neeram pibha vibho. 6

Oh son of Yasodha, along with your friends partake,
This food which has all the six known tastes,
To which Ghee is added and which is kept in a small golden cup,
And become pleased and also drink the perfumed water that I offer.


Sachandram thamboolam mukharuchikaram bakshaya hare,
Phalam swadhu preethya parimalavadaswadhaya chiram,
Saparya paryapthai kanaka mani thala sthithamidam,
Pradheepai raratheem jaladhi thanayaslishta rachaye. 7

Please eat the tasty thamboola* laced with camphor, Oh Hari,
Please eat the very tasty and scented fruits which are liked by you,
And which are being offered in a golden plate studded with gems,
And I am worshipping you with lighted lamps to please you,
Who is being embraced by the daughter of the ocean.
* Mixture of betel leaf, betel nut, lime


Vijatheeyai pushpai rabhibhirvilwa thulasi,
Yuthaischemam pushpanjalimajithathey moordhni nidhadhe,
Thava pradakshinya kramanamakha vidhwamsi rajitham,
Chaturvaram Vishno jani padha gathi sranthi vidhusha. 8

With great sweet smelling flowers like the Thulasi and Bilwa,
I worship your head, Oh God who can never be defeated,
And Oh Vishnu who has never been born,
I perambulate you four times, to take away all my sins.


Namaskaro ashtanga sakala duritha dwamsana patu,
Krutham nithyam geetham sthuthirapi ramakantha tha imam,
Thava preethyai bhooyadaham api cha dasasthava vibho,
Krutham chidram poornam kuru kuru namasthesthu Bhagawan. 9

I offer prostrations with eight body parts touching the earth,
Which is capable of destroying all sorts of miseries,
And Oh Consort of Lakshmi, I pray you, sing about you,
And dance before you to please you as I am your slave,
And please correct the faults done by me in your worship.


Sada sevya Krishnasajala Ghana leelakarathale,
Dadano dadhyannam thadanu nava neetham muralikam,
Kadachith kanthanamkucha kalasapathralirachana,
Samasaktham snighdhai saha shishu viharam virachayan. 10

I am always at the service of Krishna, who is black like a cloud,
Who holds curd rice, butter and flute in his hands,
And who sometimes is busy in drawing lines on the busts of his wives,
And some other times is busy in playing childish pranks with his friends.


Mani karnee chaya jathamidham manasa poojanam,
Ya kurvee thoshasi pragnasthasya Krishna praseedathi. 11

This worship with mind which originated in the holy waters of Ganges,
If done by a learned man in the dawn, would make Lord Krishna pleased with him.

Ithi Sri Shankaracharya virachitham Bhagwan manasa pooja sampoornam.

Hari N A

 Sri Kesavachyutha mukunda Radangapane,

Govinda, madhava Janardhana dhanavare,
Narayanamarapathe, srijagannivasa,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 1

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
Kesava*, Achyutha, Mukunda, He who holds the wheel,
Govinda, Madhava, Janardhana, killer of asuras,
Narayana, lord of devas, and he who lives all over the universe.
* For meaning of these names look in Vishnu Sahasranama translation.

Sri deva deva, madhusudhana, saranga pane,
Damodhararnva nikethana, Kaida bhaare,
Viswambharabharana bhooshitha bhumipala,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 2

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
Lord of lords, killer of Madhu, He holds Saranga,
Damodhara, he who sleeps on the sea, enemy of Kaidabha,
He who dresses with universe and the king who is well ornamented.

Sri Padma lochana, gada dhara, Padmanabha,
Padmesha padma pada pavana, padma pane,
Peethambara ambara ruche ruchiravathara,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 3

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
He who has eyes like lotus, he who holds the mace,
He who has lotus on his belly, He who is the Lord of Lakshmi,
He who has soft feet like the lotus, he who holds a lotus,
He who wears yellow silk, he who wears the sky and
He who has very interesting incarnations.

Srikantha kousthubha dhararthi harabjapane,
Vishno, Trivikrama, maheedhara, dharma setho,
Vaikunta vasa, vasudhadhipa, Vasudeva,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 4

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
Consort of Sri, holder of Kousthubha, killer of troubles,
Holder of lotus flower, Vishnu, Trivikrama, lifter of earth,
Bridge to Dharma, He who lives in Vaikunta,
King of the earth, Son of Vasudeva.

Sri Narasimha Narakanthaka, kanthamurthe,
Lakshmipathe, garudavahana, sesha sayin,
Kesi pranasana, sukesi kireeta moule,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 5

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
Narasimha, killer of hell, loved God,
Lord of Lakshmi, rider of eagle, he who sleeps on Sesha,
Stealer of life of Kesi and Leader of those praised by women.

Sri vathsa lanchana, surarshabha shankapane,
Kalpantha varidhi vihara hare murare,
Yagnesa yagnamaya yagnabhugadhi deva,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 6

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
He who has the mark of Sri Vathsa and lord of the devas holding a conch,
He who is the Vishnu who killed Mura and he who would play in the water at deluge,
He Who is the god of Yagna* and is full of yagna and is the primeval God who enjoys Yagna.
* Fire sacrifice.

Sri Rama ravana ripo,raghu vamsa ketho,
Sithapathe, dasaradathmaja, Rajasimha,
Sugreevamithra mruga vedhana chapa bane,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 7

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
Rama who is the enemy of Ravana, the star of the clan of Raghu,
Lord of Sita, son of Dasaratha, lion among kings,

Sri Krishna vrushnivara yadhava radhikesa,
Govardhanodharana kamsa vinasa soure,
Gopala venu dhara pandu suthaika bandho,
Jihve japethi sathatham Maduraksharani. 8

Hey toungue, always repeat the sweet letters,
Krishna, the blessing of Vrushni clan, cowherd, lord of Radha,
He who lifted Govardhana, He who killed Kamsa,
Gopala, He who holds the flute and friend of the sons of Pandu.

Ithyashtakam Bhagavatha sathatham naro yo,
Namangitham patathi nithya mananya chetha,
Vishno param padamupaithi punarna jathu,
Mathu payodhara rasam pibadeeha sathyam. 9

That man who reads this octet of the names,
Of God daily with mind focused on reading,
Would attain the ultimate place of Vishnu,
And would truly ever indebted to his  mother.