Put away the sorrows of the world
Draw the curtains on the windows
Blow out all the candles
Yes, first put the table in that corner
Now, slowly, start the Raga Kalavati
Sa re ga ma pa dha dha ma pa sa
Shake off the bitterness of time from your shoulders
Push it out the door
This oppression of centuries, this bewilderment of years
My left hand on your shoulder
My right hand in yours
Tonight, become my dance partner
Become an instrument
Become a voice trembling on the waves of the wind
In this sacred embrace, let our spirits entwine
Guided by the melody of love's divine design.
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Adil Seemab
Hi, I'm Adil Seemab, a PhD, author of two books, poet, researcher, novelist, prose writer, and YouTube content creator. I'm passionate about using my skills and experiences to create meaningful content that inspires and engages others.
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