As the sun began to sink down in the west,
A sort of restlessness began to dwell into my heart.
It is not the west wind, nor it is the cold dusk
That brings this agony to my mind.
I am away, far away, from my loving dear.
Her tear, hot drops of tears still roll over my heart;
Alas! No words can console her robust grief.
'Grief'! 'Restlessness'! 'Pain'! And 'Sorrow'!
Come out from all the nooks of the entire world.
Come, come and dwell into my heart
And convert me into a mass of senseless junk!
Oh! 'Nature', the healer of thousand wounds,
Do not stretch out thy consoling arms
For, I love this burning pain of love.
This pain, tenders always my heart
To feel the tenderness of my sweetheart.
Pain is not always painful; I conceive
For it always imparts us great pleasure
When it is for our dear ones' sake!
(Originally written in the winter of 1994, while staying away from family. Digged out for the Valentine’s day)
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