Engrossing me he leads to new inception
All twenty-four by seven nights in contemplation
Morning engulfs in his adoration
It become difficult to conceive
When thoughts bend to retro gradation
Pull me out of this
It is losing my fidelity
Want to withstand
With his jubilant
And his intensity
His cuddle makes me hear his heart
Tripe thoughts then why creating aghast?
Felicity, Dainty he seeks within me
Then why is he stopping to come near me?
Lovely were those days
Which made it difficult to hate
Reverence for each other
Desperate was our fate
Dejection used to smile
When our love was divine
Something lead to discard, abhorrence
Something went frivolous, agitate
Awful was the feeling of separation
Our time and people detached us
How can our soul be separated?
But cruel fortune made it possible
For not to begin again
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