I was searching yesterday,
From my study to everywhere
Without any satisfaction;
I became morose finding nowhere.
My head was reeling for I got tired of searching you madly;
Suddenly my Muse said, ' oh my child! Look beyond the sky, just a minute rest your heart;
My mind's eye looked upward;
I got enchanted; the night was as dark as my beloved's eyes!
I found my inner heart beyond the darkend sky, my heart lifted in boundless joy!
What I have got, I will never told anyone, except my Muse!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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