Life smiles on the deepest regret!
There is a fountain of ideas shooting many facets of love
There is a slow dance of big eyed orbs in silver cast
I am resting by the sea as if nothing is vain
I call back her on moment’s impulse and shine away
The moon is wanting for love to say more like apple pie luna
And in a small twist
it rains upon the shadows of love
There is love dance and we must rejoice
Living with billion suns is imperfect for the soul
Shadows nonetheless dance and drenched with perfumes of heaven
It is a familiar sight of having borrowed my ideas
by selling her poems of the loved one and stay
like a soothsayer in the closed world
humming like a bee with a sting of vanity
she goes like a poet in disgrace.