When You did not come,
In vain is it with mental bud
To stay waiting, decorating...
At a window, vigilant,
Coated by sweetness of just love,
With hope kept replete.
Oh stibnite of the eyes,
Hey misery's exile,
My pleasure of mind,
Veiled only by memories.
Why don't You come, please advise;
Shunning You continue, tell me why?
Upon a distant sky why do You shine,
So much nectar lavishing?
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Monday, June 3, 2024
You entice
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