When folded hands and closed eyes open soul doors
When just an utterance of your name stabs heart sores and lets it soar
Sitting with smiling eyes and glistening smiles, on the floor
Watching your gentle gait and
When just an utterance of your name stabs heart sores and lets it soar
Sitting with smiling eyes and glistening smiles, on the floor
Watching your gentle gait and
gaze of love pour into my core
I am no Agastya or Ahalya oh Rama!
I am no Agastya or Ahalya oh Rama!
Just a lost leaf of a tree
waiting to be lost in you
Oh Purushottama!! ๐✨
-Subha
-Subha
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