So Long As Poem by Gajanan Mishra

So long as I am here,
O my dear, I know, You are here.
As a daily routine
We both are overlapping each other.

Freedom is nothing but illusion
Love is nothing but cunning connotation.
Truth is the relation, that is there
Inside and outside our jurisdiction.

Let us not forget, my dear, we are only players here,
Besides us, there is nothing and there would be nothing,
Let us not going to destroy ourselves with our own hands,
O my dear, we should be cautious for our future.

There is nothing called future
I know, my dear, and I am in love with You for ever.