Wink of Thirst
Some one please
Brings me a mirror
So that I can show him
The lamp of love
Lighted by him
In my twilight time
And tell him that
With every passing moments
The wink of my thirst
Rises up
Cool water
Of the well is not enough
To douse it
Or quench
The light is blistering too
I can not see any reason
My eyes go
Completely blind
While staring the path
Of his return
The air of its
Surrounding so heated up
That any time
It can turn into a storm
Moreover, the wind
Of his absence
Fans the flame
Tell him to come home soon
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