After sipping br Drop after drop, br And surviving br After a fight against Death, br After a long time today br I have peeped into his eyes, br I held his hands, br Propped his arms, br Caressed his lashes. br I am listening to him, br I am collecting his tears, br Today again on being br Brightened of his light, br And being fragrant of his perfume, br Pulsation is dawdling down. br Now I am but devoid of ambitions, br My world is perfect, br Now why I should live br With no objective, br Someone should convey the Death br To approach me by Its own accord.