Lifeless idols,
Inanimate deities
All revealed themselves
To their ardent devotees,
The legends say.
A passionate citadel,
And an animated gaiety,
You are yet to reveal yourself.
Are you merciless,
Or am I merit less?
Before exit,
Unless you reveal
I’ll be in peril.
08.06.99
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