Let me rest

I drink naught but the nectar

From the flowers of Eternity

Those blossom in the month of spring.

I am veiled in the pseudo colours of love .

Unwrap me from this ,paint me all black and white .

And clothe me with the alphabets of poetries .

Take my body from the imbroglio of life

And O’ hon’ divine ! let it rest

Upon pillows of your soft bosom..

And O’ hon’ divine ! Let me rest …