Dear Eros

O dear Eros,

Blessed are those whom you bless with love unsown,
The strike of the cupid and shower the fondness for a maiden forknown,
Hard to face the wrath gave me for some reason unkown,
Abandon me from the ardor I yearn leaving me forlorn,
Never will the maiden understand the relation between dew carried by the windblown,
So callows and cold she gets for the love upthrown,
For every vigor in me I just yearn for her talk so sweet as an elvish born,
O dear Eros, forgive me for the curse is hard to bear on...

........To be continued

- Mohd Saif