The Eyes Of Heaven.. Lomas Kumar Bhatt

Part----152.
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O You! Let me live,
In yours divine charm,
In yours blessings high,
In yours monumental shy,
In yours divine aesthetical arms,
In yours bloosom bliss,
Till dying heart,
Till breathing high,
Till monasterial silence,
Till breathing last,
Till soul's sleep,
O You! Hold me alive,
Don't wait to me die,
Indeed I left,
To journey perfect,
I just promise,
O You! There I'll make,
A house monumental,
Stand on the outdoor,
With open my both arms,
With eternal soul sign,
With sweets & brine,
With Nectar & wine,
With Garland of crown,
With kneel down welcome,
For you O You!
In dukedom of mine,
O My Sweetheart,
Don't wait to me die,
Hold me with both arms,
With hills & valley,
With fire & water,
With desert & mountain,
With curse & bless,
With heart & soul,
With all divine whorl,
With life & death,
With feather of your wings,
With song of your heart,
With hymns heavenly cold calm,
O my sweetheart,
Don't wait to me die,
Sudden hot and brine drops,
Burnt my attires,
I woke up with hiccups of the soul,
Was laying in Her lap,
She just stand unlust & moved,
Towards the Heaven,
As unknown untouched,
With smile,
Secrets hold!
@Lomas Kumar Bhatt.
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29/6/2020.