If You love me, I know not;
Yourself I hold dear.
Because of You tears drop;
I smile for You only.
In the hue of morning sun, it's You that I see;
On twilight's reddish glow the luster I smear.
Lacking rhythm is life's veena,
When I start forgetting Thee.
Near or far, anywhere You abide;
Don't stay paying me no mind.
Keep a watch, harsh or mild,
Heaps of gloom eradicating.
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There is no gloom that Your light does not consume.
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