How can I stop you wearing golden weathers
How could I wear mirrored garments
For all hidden doom in weathers you wear can be displayed
Now I find you nowhere
O my! Healer what hide and seek you play
Come for an evening and pull down all branches of my ego
Or turn it in  rivulets to unfathomable sea

I know dark night with all its serenity is disappearing
Darkness is continuously dropping and a channel of light is appearing
I know dreams of youth are continuously absorbing in your silent eyes
And my evening is still sleeping on your eyelashes
How could I touch your eyes
Who can raise a wall in course of dream?