My heart beats for you, that never sleeps.
Ever since I have got it, your name it beeps.
Mind goes insane, looking for the wine;
Flavour and scent of your name, that keeps.
And long to extinguish the thirst of heart;
For which from goblet to goblet it peeps.
Nothing else it finds, to quench the thirst;
For the unique wine of your name it weeps.
And from the two eyes of mine, not tears;
only and only water of your name seeps.
(C) S.D. Tiwari
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