If humans had no emotions,

poetry wouldn't have existed.

Loving you was my crime.

You punished me for life.

Love is not a poem
written on paper
that someone can tear
and throw away.

It is a spark that
once it touches
the heart,

it keeps burning
in the heart
for the entire lifetime.

Sometimes it appears
on the lips
as a smile

and

sometimes it appears
from the eyes
as tears.

When my eyes met yours,
my heart felt a unique feeling.  

Is this the feeling
that the world calls love?

It was my love
that gave you
the power to
hurt me.

तुमसे जो नज़रें मिली,
दिल को एक अनोखा एहसास हुआ|

क्या यही वो अहसास है,
जिसे प्यार कहती है ये दुनिया ?

I know not what you seek.
Don't understand the language
you speak.
All I know is,
you  possess a heart of gold–
a precious treasure
that cannot be sold.

Your kindness is like,
an unending river.
Wherever you go,
you spread love
and pleasure like a gentle breeze.

You are bound to no one,
yet you belong to everyone
whomever you touch.
Who are you,  
an enigma that I seek?