Red Roses
I dream of red roses
Remain absorbed in dreaming
Remain latent in heart-burning---
Remain intoxicated imagining imagery.
There I remain floating on that Chandana
Remain nocturnal and
I am alert to some extent
For I always dream of red roses.
My red eyes are always open,
And I sometimes call my darlings
But my hopes remain unfulfilled
Yet I always dream of red roses.
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