Your eyes contain affection, coyness and delight,
But at times I glimpse through them a touch of reproach.

A fatal arrow I discern within,
That pierced my soul and left me insane

Let the past be; soften your heart,
Forgive my mistakes, and reward my good deeds.

In you, I have faith and what’s destined is destined,
For every occurrence, a reason exists.

O sweetheart, we have shared profound emotions,
And through them, savoured the sweet torture of love.

We have an ailment that no medicine can cure,
No experts in herbs can remedy this.

I have tried and tried again to meet you,
But my efforts to approach were in vain.

You have met my undying fervor with silence,
Why would you respond, when you deny I exist?

Oh! The agony those avoiding eyes have caused
They stole my sound sleep and were gone.