O Light of My Soul ! Come and See My Mind.
It is Shining ever with Love to You,Blind.
My Heart Keeps and Kisses You , Wild.
I Pine for Your Lovely Looks as A Weeping Child.
Come and Brush away my Despair,
Touch Me without making me aware,like gentle air.
I am Just in Your Need, Indeed.
Look at Me,I often Fall on thorns of desires and I bleed.
----अरविंद पाण्डेय
