At the first glance of yours, I have fallen in love,
I saw you and you with a cursory glance of your own
And I fell in love with you.
Now after falling in love, it beats the heart of mine,
Aches it and the wounds keep bleeding
And find I none who will nurse and bandage
My bleeding wounds.
So, I suggest you not to look in that way
And so, hide I myself from seeing you
And try to avert your gaze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem