Isolating from those,
Who gave details of God;
Surmised my kismet..
Last thought went maiden,
From God, Nothing is hidden.
Just pain and sorrow,
Quiver was empty, truth is arrow....
Fountain of nectar is last desire,
Leaving myself, trapped conspire....
......
Isolating from those,
Who gave details of God;
Surmised my kismet..
Last thought went maiden,
From God, Nothing is hidden.
Just pain and sorrow,
Quiver was empty, truth is arrow....
Fountain of nectar is last desire,
Leaving myself, trapped conspire....
......