Sometimes when the Sun gets hidden
behind the bright stars that glitten
Dusk comes slowly, by my side,
I feel you are standing beside
Sometimes when my breath feels burdened
the eyes weep, sitting, at the road-end
You come by, touch me lovingly
there is no one who I can see
Who lit these lamps of love, I guess
which could outshine the Sun's prowess
Yet it's a mystery why our mind
pursues someone it seeks to find
Sometimes the minds may meet their goal
At others, they may not reach at all
Yet, I hope, I surely find
You, who has captured my mind
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