Jay P Narain (Jan.1945 / Bihar, India)

If had I anounced in my garden,
How much I loved you,
The squirrels, blue birds and deers would have followed me in pairs,
to get a glimpse of your warm radiant love.

If had not I opened your box of love,
I would not have known how sweet was the love,
I would have been spinning my web of daydreams,
Hoping for deliverance from the fangs of loneliness.

If had not I accepted you as the beat of my heart,
I would have remained a lonely stranger in this vast world,
You are my best friend and my only love,
Who can feel my pain and heart ache from distant part of the world.

If had not I embraced you with feelings in my arms,
the jasmine and roses would have lost their scent,
If had not I compared your beauty with the full moon,
the moon would have felt shy and would be hiding behind the clouds.

If had not I thought you as my true love,
My soul would be still searching for the immortal love.