Your charming physique uncultivated
Barbaric smell of ‘mahul' still remains
In the evening age like the neap tide,
The choppy mind-ocean becomes restless.
Was the past dreamy expectation wrong?
The fragrance in your dear caring garden
The sound of the heart sounds like a plight song
Was the secret illegal love mistaken?
Fear of slander and humiliation
Wailing and regretting year after year
Looking at the moonlight with deep tension
At the end of life for the remainder.
Still I fidget for yours flirtatious
To quench my foul wish in defaced disgrace.
Topic(s) of this poem: romantic
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