I have knowingly drank the very painful poison
I have given my soul without any condition!
The more I look at her the more the pain
Why I love her so much without a gain!
I can’t stay away from her; I meet her to die
I want such a sweet sorrow so that I can cry!
The more she burns me with her laughter
The more the thirst becomes to love her!
The more I want the bliss of her love
The more the warnings come from above!
Why is it that we sometimes love what is not good for us? A great poem, Asif!
The more she burns me with her laughter The more the thirst becomes to love her! The more I want the bliss of her love The more the warnings come from above! I really like these lines; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; .excellent! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, you have it right what we want is not always the best for us.