Now, How To Win Her Love?

Where is she gone please tell
Without her life is sheer hell

Why she understands me not?
Does she know not that I rot?

Her presence cures my mind
In her words Heaven I find

Why she has so soon left?
My bliss has suffered theft

She came like cool breeze
But, left me taking peace

Her presence I greatly relish
To mingle with her is my wish

Her absence gives me real torture
Giving to feelings painful rupture

The news that she is coming
Makes me do joyful humming

The news that she is now going
Makes me a sad human being

Without her life is an inferno
This truth I am sure I know

When she smiles, pearls dance
Even Stars become her pawns

She stays means my joy multiplies
For her pure love my soul applies

I love to follow her like her shade
For that bliss only I have truly prayed

Her love alone is my sole hope
If I get it, with life I can cope

If I am told that she thinks otherwise
Surely I will be taken by surprise

When her eyes I carefully study
I feel her heart is damn steady

Via her eyes she lets me in
And so her heart I can win

If my love for her is pure lust
She can drive me away like dust

But, if my love for her is true
She must soon give me a clue

Her love for me is surely kept
One day it will suddenly erupt

Until that day let me wait
By praying day and night

Surely one day we will mingle
By looking at the same angle.

M V VENKATARAMAN

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