Sun might have fail'd to warmth in January,
I'd my warmth in your smile.
I car'd not about flowers,
With your blooming beauty in my bosom.
I found sky embracing earth.

Under the share of mutual care,
Cloud of your privacy scudd'd.
All's yours wasn't mine,
All's mine got lost in mine.
I found love falling into void.

Beneath me, I let you flutter,
With me, you unabashedly utter. The wreath of our love,
Withering into heat of grove.

My forbidden trace,
You still embrace,
Your strive to clench the void
Made your life devoid!








© Amrita Chandan