You had loved, oh it I ken;
To my home why came You not?
I did not forget You had pledged;
Why the promise You kept not?
Even now an alpana at gate is there;
For Your sake decorated is my dwelling.
Still Your arm-band's on my tress presently;
The garland strung, upon neck You took not.
Psyche's lamp, even today it is blazing;
Still has stayed both wick and ghee.
On eyes have floated hope's entreaties,
But my way You gaze not.
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But why don't You let it show?
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