Sunday, 18 January 2015

The Plight of a Sati





Today is my day of Love
Such fortune has come across my way
That I shall dance and declare my love
Upon the woods in which you lay

Burn oh fire pyre
Burn with desire
Swallow my soul and mind
Fill my heart with your crackling quoir 

Completed as I shall be
Like beads strung in heaven, with my Swami
My sins shall wither away
As I will be incarnated with thee

T'is a delightful escape 
For the world meant nil without you
Let this void be filled with a breeze of fire
and quench my dry eyes with water so serene and blue 

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