Love's Secret

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart;
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she did depart!

Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveler came by,
Silently, invisibly
He took her with a sigh.

William Blake

Autumn – A Requiem

Oh! The autumn has arrived
wrapped upon the layers of winter
Pathways filled with separated souls
Garden becomes colorless
Nature feels weariness
Wind hover without claps
Oh! Thee tender leaves
Thy trees go arid and pale
Little chirpers : they flew away
Wind ambles from mighty Himalyas
Atmosphere grew thicker and chilly
and evening frightens with calmness
I could pluck every flower from garden
Alas! Autumn will hold though
Page from creator’s book will flip
and heavens watch earth painted green.

Baleshwar Singh