Love Across The Snow Valley

I had piled the bundles of twigs

For the palace, I was going to make

In her dripping cold heart she was busy in keeping it so

Bewildered I was about when her gaze burnt my pile of twigs

I told to myself about this scene she had created

That scene when she tattooed some designs on her hands

I asked her about the designs

The designs she had made of ashes from my burnt twigs

I told her "my blood was available for the designs she had made"

The blood was very low in its price and also suitable for the designs

Then she came across the City Of Silence

Opened her eyes, saw me inside the palace I was sleeping in

She wept heavily like the monsoon of my country

Cried she heavily that a homeless has built a beautiful palace

Remember! the palace was in the City Of Silence

It was the world where I was the love of my own self

She was in the valley of snow, left alone

She went and died as I wasn't there to trouble anymore