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In | In the [[:wikipedia:Kohl (cosmetics)|kohl]] of eyes, like deep blue sky, | ||
On a colored lotus He flashes. | |||
He shakes up thought, He sways the mind, | |||
With a swing fastened by strings of flowers. | |||
For so many days, even by mistake I don't think of Him; | |||
For | I don't want to hold Him, the core of heart within. | ||
Suddenly a swaying came, mind was overwhelmed; | |||
Now oblivion just does not happen. | |||
Every delicate propensity had been sleeping | |||
In mind's jewel-studded room, a sweet covering. | |||
From what origin they all got awakened; | |||
Mind swoons upon a tune, only His. | |||
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