Him

Many try, and many try to put in words,

In words to frame Him in words,

And suddenly, nothing happens.

They continue..

This one sided affair,

This knocking on those doors.

Darkness grips, Night slips

Days flip and this crazed something calls

That Someone.

This goes on.

And then, that someone goes,

And Someone dawns,

Drowning the noises, music appears ,

An ibadat appears.

Just tell me what must i call You?

How must i call You?

What must i call You?

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sumita.jetley@c-infiniti.in

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