Ah! The axe of love desire breaks
...the door of fullness and virtue
in me fitted with the bolt of
...bashfulness and modesty! 1
The so called lust due to love
...has no grace on me,
But it’s business is to rule my mind
...during nights as slave! 2
I somehow think of hiding my love desire,
…But, it exhibits like the sneeze
without my knowledge! 3
I have been thinking so far that
…I have control of my love desire;
But it got revealed that everybody
…in the public happens to know it! 4
The girl who has the disease of love
…may not have the sense
and the excellence of not going behind
…the lover who hates! 5
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem