• msushil 6w

    Astray life:
    When incense of thurible
    doesn't spread magic,
    when the bell
    doesn't arouse
    God's attention,
    when chanting of mantra
    lacks profoundness,
    I feel your lacuna.
    Without you,
    God even doesn't smile.
    Empty home
    lacks embellishment,
    silence also becomes
    indignant to partner me.
    Your pertinent presence
    what all my lacunae demand,
    but you are far away,
    you are far from my belief.
    The Zephyr that veers
    if anytime benevolently
    touches you to express
    my penitence,
    do come back,
    do come back to hold
    the reign of the astray life.

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