A desert might be your heart
So still wondering for your love
Makes me feel that you love me
But tempted by mirage.
I love you still
You may not feel
Peep into my heart
And see the real.
'Sanjalee' is mere word for you
But for me unlike your view
You named our love is true
But I have preserved it through
When towards the past I bend
Reminds the days we spent
About your memory I am unsure
Hence feel my love is insecure
I know not
If your love is true
But let me proclaim
Still I love you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem