Healing (Poetry)
walking with my head bowed, living alone,
Life was tired, the joy of the world became burdensome,
Where did the trap fall in the way,
This pull came to my gate from the mark of kisses
Oh dear, Say where you were from me
At what time did you have lost my hand in this water?
But how is the donor humorous?
Leaving feelings, I had gone home, dear came back
The rotation has come down, the ongoing storm,
Today, but harsh injury could not touch me
My heart is wrapped by your shadow
Why do you hold my hands on my way?
did you always be with me in that world?
I forget you and contain petty affairs,
The demand was gone from rate,
See, you must have taken all my uproar,
When I used to get scorched due to Lust,
And yet you bowed on me, hidden my shame,
Put this vile on one of my postures together
I was a beggar of love, love was your wealth
You took the point in the middle path, you cherished me.
I have found this touch or lifeline,
the lips were dry, then there was a spraying depression in the mind,
I returned to love the world...