There Is A Kind Damsel     ( Poet: Sahil Sharifdin Bhat) This world is a long night And I guess I am asleep.  My life is a weird dream That makes me often weep.  In the prime of spring, My garden is looking brown.  The seeds I have sown  Are lifeless there down.  The pillars of my labour One by one , fall apart.  I pray to all gods But they answer me not.  All my fellow-birds  Move to the greener land  And I am all alone  Here on the burning sand.  Friends no longer miss me And angry are my relatives.  My merits are invisible. I have vibrant negatives.  There is a kind damsel  And she holds me dear. Kissing my forehead, she says, 'My darling, don't despair'.  She gives me books to read  She walks by my side. In this crowded world  She is my loving guide.  Love gives you a fresh hope And puts you back on feet. Love heals  aged wounds.  Love makes the world sweet....