Death Hugs Me Every Night
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My Muse, why do you confuse?
When I try to be a poet—
Then, like a poem you use
O my Love, when I love you,
You become a dream—
I lost in profound blue
Death hugs me every night
With hiss- kiss-
On quasi-dead, I see the light bright
Till dawn, I die for the life,
Whispering day break refuse-
Ah! Bird’s holy tune with Krishna’s fife
I listen and sing and dance with hope,
Till baby sun born-
With fear my evil trepidation elope
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