Don’t remember the last time when I met Him,
Since then I am lost, in the swap of worldly things,
I lost my eternal friend, in the barter of materialistic dreams,
Dreams that are nothing but illusionary scenes,
He was my best friend; He gave me best out of everything,
I poor ungrateful chap, didn’t thank Him ever since,
My eyes are sore with my worldly dreams;
I want to revive them with His soothing glimpse,
Leaving every selfish means, filling my lonely heart with His zings,
I am going back to His world, His world of love, care, devotion and peace,
Making me free of all the mundane strings.