Infatuation's billowy ocean, besieged,
Master, it had held me for so many days.
There was none to label mine;
My veena has kept singing just my own tale.
In my vicinity You arrived on silent feet;
Psychic buds You made bloom in hues aplenty.
With rhythm and lyrics in sonance enchanting,
Hey Stranger, my intimate You became.
By logic and reason never can You be caught;
You get apprehended exclusively through love.
Like hope's creeper You are dangling in every heart;
Latent in You alone is that hope with smiling face.
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Life tends to be a lonesome labyrinth without You as companion.
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