Unspoken Words

You called me under the Gulmohar tree.

The blood inside my veins dance with ecstasy,

My heart palpitates like a hundred horses galloping in the mountain of flowers.

You hold my hands and told how much you love,

My best friend.

My hope shattered like the blind child trying to paint the sunrise.

You hand me a letter and a rose for her.

Here I go .......

The messenger of your love

To deliver the token of your love 

To my best friend.

So many unsaid words remain captive in the darkest pit of desire # seedhibaat 

With a bleeding heart, I tear the letter into pieces 

That I once wrote for you.