25] The sheen of love 

Like crescent moon parading  in the sky,

the cherishing smile on your lips

ornamentally ,  decorates  the human .

Innocent people are scorching themselves as moths

in the blazing flames of fascinating desire for money.

The compassionate , tonal  clouds, unable to shower rains

are migrating to  unknown  far end , corners.

The path that doesn’t resonate sounds of your foot prints

is covering its entire  space , with thick cloth of darkness.

and is  pathetically. rendering tearful music ,

The person who walked through fathoms deep,   in life’s bottom lines

is able to recognize the frightened quivers

Untainted. motionless and spiritless things , sway all along in unoccupied fashion.

To  a person who doesn’t experience the impact of

the burning despair

and  the shredding grief

will not be able to know the real depths of life’s  columns

The painful and sorrowful music that  surges out from the inner columns

rains fire in all the four end corners.

A ll of you who streak into  my sleepless and grief stricken life

with sheen of love,  born in the moist ridden eyes

will satiate hunger of my  inner eye

and mitigate  the  state of agony and distress.

The life boat that sails  comfortably in the ocean of mystical chants

will reach the shores of liberation ,duly unscathed