You won't get rid of me so easily

(2967)  Cidakashe tumi esechile

Upon sky of mind You'd appeared,
Strewing sweetness, filling psyche.
At which place hard to reach did You go hiding?

Why continue playing this hide-and-seek game;
Maddening with delight, cry profusely You make.
You beckon only from far away,
Having discarded me through what kind of sorcery!

Not having come near, more calls I'll hear not;
But that, Your beckoning, I will forget not.
Though to hold Your lotus feet, You allowed not,
Each moment I'll keep them bound through thinking.

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