When the world is asleep, moon is faint-
When soars have rendered me into check
You come through the timeless curtains of my history-
Defying the worldly stature, earthly speak!
Oh Muse!
You come with a solace, veil of darkness-
With your deft touch, script this discovery-
Upon this script - starved journey
To mark the day - break: unseen, starry!
Oh Muse!
With your dream, all despair vanishes
And my pains turn to numbers, unsung-
Unheard! Landmark You bless me with-
Thy Smile-remedy to all mortal string.
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