There Is A Kind Damsel

 

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. 

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