Spring Of Youth

Go away o’dark night; and will tell me

Beautiful morning will come;

Bud of flower will come with sweet fragrance,

Show a beauty of spring flower;

Such wish playing a trick with heart,

Such spring beauty will come again and again;

Your ocean eyes will splashing liquor,

Spirit of intoxication will see in my eyes;

You have gone far away from cost,

And entrapped in whirlpool oneself;

O’pearl diver! Why do you afraid?

Well, plentiful storm will come.

YOGESH RAMANI