Once the youngest toad,
Wanted to experience joy of road.
When he reached there,
Neglecting any care,
My gray hair don't prove
That I'm old,
My challenging mood doesn't prove
That I'm bold.
Once the spring will vanish
The sweet scented flower will close its petals.
Do you want to spend precious moments on battles?
The dawn will grow into midday,
Though your softness gives me
Physical strength, that you feel with skin,
Though your embrace generates electricity
That you feel with your chin,
I yearn for solitude,
But the world is rude,
It never let me stay alone.
So I'm too much eager- -
I'm eager to know,
The bond between an arrow
And the bow.
When the the arrow doesn't want to go
With the help of a paper and a pen,
Again and again
You have created a new place to stay.
So I'd like to say
Create a climate of mutual trust;
Where at the time of your thirst
You'll get a glass of water;
I'm not crying now but I'm really happy,
As I know that you are not ready
To throw off your veil and embrace me;
Even you don't like to see