I was lazing for some time,
And roses laid the bed for me.
But, I was covered with a cloth,
Which extended from top to toe.
...
When it is dawn
The flowers look up eagerly
As if they are waiting someone.
When it is dusk
...
The day is too sanguine
Still I feel so morose
Her eyes speak a lot
Still she keeps a gulf.
...
She jumps up early when the alarm rings
Does her shower and makes the food
Picks up the newspaper beside the gate
And makes me wake and brings a hot tea.
...
Never a poet, a lover of beauty.
Nor a singer, a devotee of music.
Words burst out from my heart.
Music whistles from my mind.
...