Come with me and
Be My Love.
I will take You to the
City of Stars, above.
God has sent You to me
As a Bliss.
Walk with Me and Let
His desire, accomplish.
There will be
Melted Moon's Pool.
Sun will be bright,
But,Lovely and cool.
I will make a Garland
of Roses for You.
It will not wither away,
Will smile ever A New.
I will make a dish
of Jupiter's fruits.
It tastes as Nectar,
and,to Angels, Suits.
Come with me and
Be My Love.
I will take You to the
City of Stars, above.
--- अरविंद पाण्डेय
