Illuminated is the whole arena, phenomenal is the glamour;
Who’s coming tonight? For whom is this fervour?
Stars are studded all along, all are waiting in this barren;
From which direction will he come? What’ll be his path?
Is he a spirit or a human, how could a wanderer know?
In this isolation who’s lighted lamps? Who owns this place?
Often, one’s acumen is valued by the assemblage one keeps;
It’s a fact, even then, lemme know whose gaiety is this?
Light has descended from the chariot of a sapphire evening;
Wearing anklets of rays whose shadow is it? Who’s in my view?
That must be someone’s beloved, must be a glitterati;
Tonight stars will surpass darkness, wonder, whose caravan is it?
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