Let not my love get misplaced!
Soft turns the gentle breeze
that blows on you;
Dark’n the clouds
on seeing your complex’n;
Rose petals wither
despairing of your cheeks;
Goes into thin air
the melting snow
at the touch of your fingertips;
Express mixed feelings
the raindrops from the sky
at your very presence!
If you can stun nature
at your will
inadvertently,
unintentionally,
unknowingly,
Know you not
The plight of your heart-throb?
Before I be mistak’n
Or be accus’d of duping,
wake up to my endearing calls
meant for you,
only for you,
for you alone,
and not for all the hearts
that mistak’nly flutter
and flurry,
hopelessly
and painfully!