Love

What exactly has happened to her! She has learned to be happy alone! Though with moistened eyelids Words soaked in mild pains Miraculous flame in her eyes, A flame of fire Seemingly burning Whole night along When she bows down before shrine Buds lying underneath get soaked, Soaked in tears dropping incessantly Out of her eyes Not dew drops Under the roof Where do you get them? However plane dresses she wears She appears to be more alluring But eyes are glowing As if a flame is glowing On her eyelids, her chicks And her chin, An untold beauty As if a dream is hanging in eyes, Flowers bloom in wild Scatter hues near and wide Suffuse fragrance all around Fading then all wings Die out, I don’t know, In whose love!