O You
Angel mine!
Why do you think of painting thus
A picture
So true...
As if with happiness You
Make me a tryst...
Why dear?
Why such a way
To turn topsy turvy
A mind-
Fully swayed?
Why do You
O Happiness
Angelic!
On my tear glands stick?
Don't You know
My tears are imprisoned?
Why?
Why ?
O Happiness
Angel mine...
Do You unlock
Those gates by heaviness so far padlocked?
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