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No way is left untried, now
what a devotee is to do
to  prove  the  depth 
of his devotion to you.

No  more  bearable  is
to  carry  the  thought
of having been so thrown
in the lap of luckless lot.

So much apologetic he feels
for his words and action,
wholly left disheartened
at your insolent reaction.

A foolish fondness of the fool
has turned into devotion.
He ceaselessly worships you,
so  sincere  is  his  adoration.

You have cut him mercilessly
off from all your friendly ways.
Look, how dejectedly living 
in solitude, he passes his days.

Your constant indifference 
ceases not to hurt his heart
that has yet to learn to lead
life from his lively life to part.

He admits his mistakes
for  which  he does pine.
Remember, to err is human
and, to forgive, is divine.

So much sensitive in nature
you are, so much kind,
your loving looks give solace
to the disturbed mind.

Come out of silence
to shake his levity,
with a touch of wisdom
fill him with maturity.

Spare the blunders he made
that must, in no way, be done
and accept the devotion of
your devotee, your dear one.

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