Your love, O God! Shall be felt no more? My heart, beating for you Shall bleed to the core. The gardens, the parks, The beautiful seashore. Alas! Your singing & laughter,
Shall echo there no more.
This Valentine’s Day, The rose and the card, Shall say, “Your sweet lover, How could you discard?” Now sweetheart, as you go. I shan’t hurdle you for sure. But what I want is only one.
One last kiss and nothing more… -- TARUN KUMAR. 26 SEPTEMBER 2004.