Verse 17

Glance

हे हे हतेन्द्रियगणाः किं मे बोधाय नेह वः ।वेला विलुलिताम्बूनामब्धीमिव चञ्चलाः

In plain words

Ho, ho, you slain host of senses! Why are you not here for my awakening? You are as restless as the tide-lines of oceans whose waters are churned.