Once in a lawn I was sitting
In a sorrowful, tired mood
Not interested in surrounding
All were bleak, absurd and rude.
That a couple came there playing
Dancing, mating with full pleasure
And plucked my mind that hating
That at once put me to leisure.
Now my glance was chasing the two
And I heard the unheard love song
That was being sung by lovers true
I felt I was completely wrong.
Why do I waste moments in hate
When love has not been completed?
I sold my life at so low a rate
And my frivolities repeated.
The whole lawn became paradise
Tension's rock was dispersed with wings
The butterflies gave me advise
A glance is enough for the wise.
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