Since me and my mate parted with you,
We could never sleep in rest out of your paradise; ;
We are all the while lost in your remembrance,
Must we not weep for being expelled from your paradise?
Our eyes resonate with ' Come to Me! Come to Me! ! '
Must we not feel happy that you have not forsaken us totally;
The rose garden of our hearts must wither with separation,
Unless you console us by saying: 'in love there is no separation';
If you take pity on us, and call us back to your garden of Eternity,
We will solemnly swear to follow your every command devotedly.
MyKoul
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