May be you don't know
that your smile
is for me
an agony.

I am firm, strong as steel
but with your love
I'm reed.

But for you
life is cold feet 
of men carrying a corpse
to grave.
But for you
life is devoid of laughters,
like a mourning parlour, dark
as when an eclipse comes at noon.

your love is divine and genial
but I'm forbidden to love you darling.

Now you know
this love is to me
an agony.