A Romance with My Shyama

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I look for you,
Like river look for ocean
And when we meet,
Only 'you' exist

The idea of you and me surpassed
When the oneness is the common ask
It is the irony that we lose ourselves
In actual we turn up into a sacred temple of lovely goddess art!

I see the moonlight from the darkness of my room
Asking for a glimpse of my loving moon
Tied in fetters feeling hopeless
Guiding moonlight giving me warmth in the coldness.

The chilling wind bringth the message of my charm
Maketh for me a nice night of romance.
I know she never know how much I love her
The idea of love stays eternal
That's what make a lover immortal.

Love is an ocean of surrender where you move like a river and dissolve your ego
Only you left in the vision of other duo
Oh cuckoo bird thank you for giving me solace in this moments of torn mind and mental pain
Your voice alleviates me and my soul finds solace
Ohh beautiful sun thanks for being merciful
Relaxing the heat, giving me shadow like the scarf of my lover.

Ohh the mighty sky, I adore thy beauty
Which holds thou true and majestic
Keep thy grace on me
So that I can embrace my moon and narrate your glories how you lend me your ears and wept to feel my pain and  inspired me with new beautiful picturesque time again and again.

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