.A Beautiful Necklace
His days are just going in glee;
Nights are the trailblazers
Of his aspiring thoughts
That make his way,
In the kingdom of virulent thirst,
To be free.
He thinks of his own past
Where humbleness was an inextricable part
Amid an entangled intimacy.
Today, something here is missing her to please,
Lack of amuse,
Yet love resides in this heart ever,
By no means, I can tolerate her suffer in haziness,
To see her in weeping-eyes.
May loneliness sit beside me,
But, dear I have kept something with me,
See! it's yours,
A beautiful necklace.
My blunt desires are faded away
With my consistent glare,
A pleasure, there is, playing all the time,
A beautifully embossed something
In the name of love,
Something there is embedded with her name
To pacify this vacant heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very apt to the title. Liked the way you have described.
Thanks my dear friend......