Tuesday, March 12, 2019


(1271)  Tomay ami bhalobesechi

I have been in love with You;
With naught but thoughts of You I've been consumed.
Alongside You both day and night
I do survive;
You are coated with golden light.

In both joy and sorrow, at Your face
Steadfastly gazing I remain.
With but Your strength, I propel
Your chariot-wheels;
Tender or severe, You are there concealed.

Authority's vanity,
You etched its crooked lines upon my psyche.
When I get spattered away from You,
I will be lonesome from afar;
That's the script singed on my brow.

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