Thursday, May 30, 2024


(3022)  Kichu na janiye se esechilo

Nothing informing, He'd arrived,
Opening the bolted door.
Leisurely had He sat in the depths of mind.

Stealthily upon a night rain-washed,
Having come on silent feet in monsoon season,
Knocking not, making no sound,
With both sweet lips He'd smiled.

The Unseen Deity, imperceptibly He comes;
At elusive mental niche smiles He in private.
Thinking of Him alone, just His sweet ideation,
Same in spirit had become psyche mine.

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