To Be Loved By You
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Slowly like sand I am collapsing
With mild touch of the lovely wind
Body like high cliff, soul falcon ring
Ah! Knowledge, flown wisdom to find
How long? I’ll write name on the sand
Calm breeze that soothes, kill me
I pray my Lord, I raised my hand
Whispers for thy divine help, you see.
Narrowly entering into death hole
I am not hopeless but homeless
Here in this earth, worth playing chess
To be loved by you, is my goal
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