On kohl-stamped eyes there had been water;
The why I do not comprehend... to state I cannot.
Rainclouds having come down, making effusive,
He went away... unto where, I know not.
I had thought that I won't shed a stream from eyes;
One Who retires afar, oh, is He mine?
In solitude of the mind, with my moody songs,
I see He's kept staying; longing floods on.
Making vain or conceited, naught is there;
Always I move about, around Him circling.
Every instant, thrilling me with splendor,
In thought He grins; that can't be forgot.
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In my life and on my mind, He has made a lasting imprint.
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