I long to see those big eyes so reddish blue,
I long to hear that transcendental flute,
I long to see that naughty smirk,
I long to hear Your ecstatic words,
I long to Sing Your wonderful glories,
I long to dance in Your song-like stories,
I long to cry and faint in Your remembrance,
I long to become just an insignificant insane, for You,
I long to see Your beautiful form so blue,
O sweet Lord, I just long to long for You.
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Lālasāmayī
Poetry"Lālasāmayī - desiring some perfectional stage. This desiring some perfectional stage in spiritual life is not sense gratification. When one realizes something of his/her constitutional relationship with God, he/she understands his/her original posi...
