Whirling in between seas zig zag waves,
Swaying here and there like Oceanic currents,
Finding not thee when around me,
Known to thee life becomes terrific storm,
And eyes a vast ocean, visage a ploughed desert,
Finds not when thy fragrant breeze,
Requesting thee with folded hands and with dripping eye,
Have to dwell in my barren heart.
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