TO MY ELUSIVE LOVER

TO MY ELUSIVE LOVER

O my elusive beloved,
You, to whom I am a useless
Person. Cause thou never loved
Me. To you, my proposal was fruitless.

You never wanted me as your lover
Knowing all thou turned back.
You never thought me as a flower
Of thy garden of heart. But the lack

Of my presence verily you will come to know.
Of course, you will regret.
Then surely the tree on my tomb will blow
Breeze in thy heart's kingdom. " I was great ",

You will say, " O poet Azmaail, I love thee. "
You will certainly fall in love with dead me.

... Sk Azmaail
21:56, 09.01.2020, Thu
Balrampur, Baruipur, Kol-144