Saturday, December 5, 2015

Sweet sorrow

(405)  Ami jege achi diva rati

Day and night I'm on the qui vive
Only for Thee, only for Thee.
A garland of love I am stringing
Only for Thee, only for Thee.

Now my blooms are withering;
The petals droop in grief.
I but keep them moist with tears,
Assiduously, assiduously.

There's no light in my life presently–
Twixt moon and clouds, no hide and seek.
Days pass by but do not gaze at me;
Every hour, bitterly I weep.

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1 comment:

  1. When the Beloved is out of sight but not out of mind, the pangs of separation are severe.