Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Cold comfort or tough love?

(1445)  Jale bhara ankhi

Eyes full of water,
And yet you seem a fair-eyed maiden.
Please say why you bound not your tresses...
Half are fallen down, half are unblossomed,
Under the moonlight, a clump of loti on the ground.

Which Unknown Traveler had come?
He captured your heart.
He'd conquered heart and gone off;
He went away and never did return.

Now I hear that Traveler has come again;
Avoiding you He keeps His distance.
In your presence He comes not; He has not the courage;
After all, you did not forget love.

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