If an intestinal worm is kept
Inside a flower of sweet scent
Will die soon in a jiffy!
If a dust travels towards sun
A tiny ray itself will burn
It into negligible ash!
Thinking if You come near me
I too will die before I see You,
Do You hesitate to appear?
Maa! Don’t worry about that!
You! Millions of glowing suns!
Burn me into ashes!
That is my only wish!
No more I can bear this trivial life! 200710
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