With the coming of half-made moon in the sky
Pain has invaded each wall and corner of my heart.
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In the helter-skelter gathering of life
In the movements of adversities and calamities
In the inconstancies of beloved
my peace has been lost somewhere.
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In the noises of sorrows and grief
the song of your tinkling rosy bangles
the song of your night time lullabies
has been lost somewhere.
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Again tonight, an eddy of your memories, mother
whirls through my tears.
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Unbounded Soul
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