Behold!
It's not cold.
Defeating winter,
Spring sends me love-letter.
Don't I need blue bird any more?
No, no, this heart he tore.
O poet, you are a liar,
You are a self-admirer.
You only like to hurt,
That's a long chart.
You are playing love-game,
Constantly hankering after fame.
Oh no! Hear me,
All the time I feel it's he.
Then, why are you away?
It's my strategy not to say.

O lovely evening venus!
How hilarious amid the world heinous!
Teach me your golden smiling,
That makes darkness awesome thrilling.

Bring out my spark hidden in chest,
Let me make present happiest best.
Come red and yellow, not blue neon,
Boring past! Vanish, sink into oblivion.

Let me tinge with red vermillion!
Bloom you, yellow lively dandelion!
Stop teasing me sweet lily!
Is it my crime being jolly?

Happiness! smile on my face,
Shunning disgust in lifelong race.
Let me drink life's nectar,
Let me stay in happy laughter.

Hey darling blue bird!
Loving you is really hard.
I am a hypocrite poet,
Don't know how to love yet.

I am like a pagan,
Oneness is not my slogan.
I do have many lovers,
Like to taste multiple flavors.

I don't care devotion,
**** your faithfulness in relation!
All keep hidden their bad habit,
Apparently showing one-way orbit.

I don't love you, never,
Feeling chill, not emotional shiver.
Poet of love is my disguise,
I glorify hell, not paradise.

It's really glee,
You neglected me.
I dived in solitude,
To practise being rude.

I was forlorn,
But a poet was reborn.
More spirited more gorgeous,
More powerful more beauteous.

Though life has trouble,
I was able,
Transforming unpleasant to jolly,
Frustration is merely folly.

Retain hope in dark,
Something good may lark.
Love life being positive,
Make the universe merry festive.

The girl is furious,
Feeling no more curious.
About naughty cute boy,
Who did with her ploy.
To whom will she say?
Silent in dismay.
She wants to be free,
From the emotional spree.
She doesn't want gloom,
So smile must bloom.
Moon is just rising,
Night is surprising.
She feels pain in chest,
Where love makes its nest.
Is it pain or gaiety?
Smiles in coyness her beauty.

In case of love,
Everything in the universe is trivial to this romantic dove.

Traditional commonality?
That was made by some hypocrites with a view to exerting cruelty.

If conscience does shake!
I will make it fly like cotton in spring air for love's sake.

Matter of ageing?
If I am million years old, nonetheless mind will be bridging.

Backlash of people?
Love isn't my trading that will make me supple.

Shameless lady?
Love is like the dazzles of lightning in the sky cloudy.

Am I egoistic?
If you are a lover, you will realise I am a missile ballistic.

Beyond capture?
I will be caught by the brave who isn't living dead creature.

I wish to fall in love again,
What type of male?
Two lips like gale.

And what more?
Face like sunny sky,
Among messy hair love does fly.

Black or white?
Outward appearance is just peel,
Float your love-boat in heart and feel.

O poet! You are fond of beauty,
Have you changed yourself totally?
Who has come on the way newly?

That rough and tough boy,
Standing on the road of loneliness,
Holding a wreath made of happiness.