Confessions of a Passive Smile
Leaving behind, the red tulips
You leave, the unnamed autumn
That showered snowy flowers of silent concern.
Throwing thorns on my heart,
Though it was out of question,
Since no thorns were born of friendship
You listed me in the group of fellows,
Not even to be looked at, of foes...
Alienating my lines of deep, but bitter affection
As we couldn't possess
All that crept in our courtyard,
You showed me a vine without buds on
And taught me to be a less dangerous enemy,
Who could never attack, but only stay calm...
Attending to my waitings, first,
Listening to my words, you kicked me off
The steps of your worries...
You are not to be blamed!
My heart, so silly,the fly to fall in the dark
With its lights burning, not to wipe out the clouds
But to be damp in cries,is the culprit
Jailed are my pangs for you in the dungeons
Of untold revolts, of passion sinful..!
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