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LIFETIME OF SIGHS
It would take a lifetime for my cry to reach the skies,
Would I live for so long to kiss you amidst sighs?
Love requires patience but desires are desperate,
How to redden my heart till the breast-stab spreads?
I know you won't waste time in coming to see me,
But won't I become dust till this happens in real?
Only death is the cure for the grief of existence O poet,
The lamp is doomed to burn till the dawn makes it die.
