Your door had been locked

(3222)  Ceye dekho ogo prabhu

Oh Lord, please consider–
For Your sake I've come racing,
But I saw You never;
From afar I've held dear.

The vernal breeze appeased me not;
Dread Armageddon did not block.
With flower-thread, blind attachment bound not;
By love's tug I've been frenzied.

Thumping my head with hand,
How many nights have passed.
Come now the crimson dawn has;
From the path I've dismounted, Your door is free.

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