I've sought You upon earth, in heaven, and in hell;
Embrace You did not grant, did not give and did not let.
Hey Ashutosh, maybe it is my fault;
I'm not known for any godliness.
You don't yield to scripture or philosophy;
Touching You does not succeed by a vernal breeze.
You are in the mind, You've kept dancing inside heart;
And hence You can't be bought, regardless of expense.
You don't get known through books or deeds;
To no taboo do You pay heed, amused at daybreak and at eve.
Family members faraway You make, and faraway ones kin;
By games diverse, You are in the soul's subtleness.
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I've now learned what doesn't work, that to know You I simply can't.
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