Garlands of Love

In the garland in my mind, in fragrance of rose as much as I wanted her I got pain much more, kneel in bed to her soul in thirst of love I had gone to her shore. In her lotus like eyes, I thought paradise I could never guess all it was mise, I wanted her I got pain again and again it was a desert not in rain. She was boast, her mind was full of arrogance my heart defeated over and again by her nonsense she was obsessive but there was no tune of love in that trench. Venom carried by that flow burnt my heart and soul tears drooped down, tone of despair spread in the sky in such a foul. In the garland in my mind, in fragrance of rose as much as I wanted her I got pain much more, kneel in bed to her soul in thirst of love I had gone to her shore.