You'll appear,
You'll arrive; saying so, You did leave.
Why did You come not?
The threaded floral garland,
It kept molting, as You wore it not.
At the window, listlessly
I stay seated, solitary.
Whispers zephyr into ear:
"Promise, You kept not."
The sun, it comes and then sinks;
It goes, uttering secretly:
"Again I'll rise in the east;
Oh you, please cry not."
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In this world He allows bondage by rules, but He can break them too. Never doubt He will return.
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