A moment comes when the world seems
Not a place of human-heart
When at night the sweet dreams
Become painted with weary art.
I bear nostalgia in my heart
For the long past dreamy days
Such sorrow always makes me inert
For ‘Road Not Taken’, untouched lays.
Smoke and scorching heat is all
In such claustrophobic place
But oh! What joy drizzles on me
When the sun shines in Her face.
Sun shines on the leaves and lea
Godliness prevails in me
Closing eyelids to meditate,
Drizzle of joy casts off all hates.
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