The Words Off Pain Poem by Mullai vendhan

Prick thy words- venomous thorns
Show thou posses hardest horns,
caught I the flamed actions,
Found them fury motions, .
Admired the flower of pleasant smell
Made me unto thee, a ransom fell
counted that was of the exquisite love,
Asked the blossom, will take me, how?
Barbed she, me, by its base words
Which does cost me a many worlds,
The pleasant, made the environment the most horrible
Making my life the surviving- the terrible.
Change the trend now on to be the nearest,
MY DEAR AND DEAREST.