I Await Your Favour
Your entry into my bosom has whetted my emotion
And my feeling runs, so does my passion
Be it rain or winter, it sizzles ever
In my veins, and waits for your favour
Like fire, my heart is ever thirsty for your love
None but in you only, my soul's found such a trove.
©Prafulla Kr. Panda, India.
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