You were
a floating cloud,
Halted
over my roof, rained,
My soul,
that was thirsty from years,
Knew not
the worth of water,
Became
thrilled.
But my thirst
remained half fulfilled,
When you
became dried,
And deserted.
For which
you can’t be blamed.
You can’t
be blamed,
You were
a luminary,
Stationed
on your territory,
I happened
to reach your boundary.
A
domicile of eternal darkness,
Got a
chance to witness brightness,
Began dwelling
in bliss.
But I felt
distress,
When you shifted
your residence,
As per
your convenience,
Here again
you can’t be blamed.
No hard,
no harm to live in lacking,
But it is
impossible live without the thing,
Once one gets accustomed,
But for
that you can’t be blamed.
it is a constant pleasure to read your works!!
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