Lost into wind

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My soul and mind do not find any way to escape the pain,
When holding my arm from behind, pulls me,
Where you was once a lotus, of unparalleled youth,
Full beauty, Full in gold
Full in colour Of your youthful jasmine
The breeze used to sigh to touch you
The radiant beauty, like the rays of the sun,
Danced around you
The intoxicated used to ask, O my friend!
A statue of flesh and blood, tell me the truth
Where did you live before coming to earth
Your eyes do not seem to belong to this world

You are the statue of the poet's infinite imagination
The redness of the eyes of the world is playing on your lips with your bud
Oh! You who looks like the entire accumulated aura of a heated man, from where did you fill so many kinds of fragrance in a single flower

When the anklets on your feet used to ring, When the morning sun came in the sky, it did not return
When I used to stretch my body, the nectar used to fall from my body
In my black locks, from the soul of happiness and yearning, high waves of fragrance used to rise

In front of whose fiery force, peace used to look dirty
Today, the more I worry about that past,
the more lines of sorrow are formed in my heart
I do not understand, how the intoxicated river that flowed unaware of the world, dried up
How, on the leaves on which the sun itself
came,
and with the lust of the sage used to rest everyday,
how did the gentle breeze blow me away and take you with it?

Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏. @vikbuddy

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