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|keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar,Anandamurti,Ananda Marga,longing | |keywords=Prabhat Samgiita,Prabhata Samgiita,Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar,Anandamurti,Ananda Marga,longing | ||
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In whispers, Dear, You left, saying, | |||
You'll be coming here again. | |||
Quoth I, when singing songs aplenty, | |||
have | Night of gloom will be surpassed. | ||
Many an age has transpired since then; | |||
Many stars have detached from the heavens. | |||
Many reddish leaves, matured they have fallen; | |||
Your arrival, oh when will it happen? | |||
Having promised, why do You renege? | |||
Can't You hear the heart's distress? | |||
Any reasoning or logic You present, | |||
It won't manage to make me forget. | |||
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