You are a concave lens you diverge light rays,
Your rays travel infinite on the unseen ways,
You travel and travel very high, very high,
Infinity is your fate where you die with a sigh,
Virtual are images that you form my dear!
A blank screen on the front and the rear!
Your thinking is a prisoner of fun and fears,
Punishment and award your smiles and tears,
You think you are right only you are right,
You cannot create a rainbow from the light,
Proud of being lost in the numbers of throngs,
You never felt the beauty of the songs,
That was sung by the Venus as a lonely star,
The sun and the moon when set too far,
And bow their heads to the symbol of love,
Love a flower that when dries is a clove,
I am a convex lens I converge light rays,
I gather light rays from the various ways,
I remain on the earth very low on the earth,
Concentrated on my focus and that’s my worth,
Real are images that I form my dear,
My thinking not a prisoner of an uncalled fear,
I love Him in return of His love,
For me every bird is a lovely dove,
I may be alone I dislike the throngs,
Lonely listen to melody of His songs,
When my heart is drunk with His secret wine,
My soul is inspired with a golden shine,
I whisper with nature and join His voice,
How I enjoy my lonely rejoice!
I bow my head in his love only love,
You won’t believe kisses Him the dove!