Ujjal Mandal, India, July 18, 2020
Would you keep me green when I die?
Or the stream of love will have to dry?
When I shall be the sun in the blue
Would you smear with my golden hue?
When I shall be the moon in the night
Would you walk beside me in light?
O dear, O my gold you must do I know
For you made a loving vow.
This poem shows the speaker's request to his beloved.