How strange the world has turned!
Of virtuous values not concerned
Interests change, penchant demeans
No moral scruples for evil scenes
Loving is now just a trading
Its divine halo is fading
Living today is forgetting past
Devotion is now not love’s mast
Wonderful were those dove
Who were dedicated to love
Who had the feel of others heart
Where has the loving heart depart
Now a days the old is not gold
Now to diamond heart is sold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truly, we experience love in a camouflaged form and not in real form