I Have Drunk Your Tears With Insatiate Lips

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Title:     I Have Drunk Your Tears With Insatiate Lips
Author: Dhan Gopal Mukerji [More Titles by Mukerji]

I Have Drunk Your Tears With Insatiate Lips,
I have broken like a toy the heart of your life;
What have I given? your last query!
The cup of my heart filled I with love;
The chalice of soul with the substance of my God,
For thee to drink my life's first love.
Thou drankest as one that comes from a desert,
Thou spiltest the nectar heedless, like mad;
Yet I cursed not, nor shed tears;
But loved thee, longed to live for thy love.
Alas! thy tears grew salt, thy love thy self's greedy grasp,--
O, it is the end; let us part!
The morning of indifference wings the gray sky;
The bird-song of the other dawns the raven's shriek now,--
Shed no more tears, I tire of my drink;
Break not thy heart; thy soul? Let it be still!
Beyond the gray-cloud is the land of sunrise:
Let us part, dear, let us be wise.

[The end]
Dhan Gopal Mukerji's poem: I Have Drunk Your Tears With Insatiate Lips

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