Never enquire how long I will stay here,
Lamp illuminates all the way till dawn comes.
Enjoying the assembly surrounded by crowd of rivals,
Confidence of rights must arise, then question of departure comes.
I am not waiting for that invisible and pious land,
Let movement of the lips die, then matter of departure comes.
Will you count how many stars decorating the sky,
This petitioner is waiting for the favour of attention when comes.
Never, ever I was having desire for the cherished Nectar,
Let this stranger stroll on the spark, till the very end comes.