An irrepairable emotion
Uncontrollable leaps of joy
An aim seems closer
The strenuous path crossed.
My Lord was here
And I am now.
Midst crowds of hundreds
But for me He danced yet again
Pulling my life towards him
And purging my reluctant self
An art form concieves our bond
And also finalises it.
Ushering me to Your shrine
Where serinity enthrawls me
Amidst purposeless talks.
