I don't need a guarantee

(3202)  Ghora timiraghana nivira nishiithe

Late at night, thick with frightful darkness dense,
You had arrived, Darling, my door opening.
In a closed room I had been, with the window bolted;
So the sound of Your feet I did not hear.

In the sky a host of clouds, within heart a lustrous beauty;
Outside Bhaerav's dancing, locks strewn disorderly.
In this same atmosphere, close to me You came down;
In a trice, You removed the load of all misery.

On my mental sky, any black clouds that had gathered,
Under moonlight's rays, whereto did they vanish?
To a great distance went derision and all sighing;
An atom obtained promise of Your mercy.

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