Beauty

Windows are open for your intimacy

But there is nobody to come,

You are only my privacy

Yet you are not accepting my welcome.

I am waiting for your presence

You are not giving me your clarification,

Its totally a hurly-burly in your absence

Until I get that satisfaction.

Why dear, Why you are not approaching?

As I gave all my feelings in your account,

Is there any misunderstanding?

That you do not want to clear it out.

Oh strange girl, Its your beauty that engulf my commiseration,

Else In my love many come back after their resurrections.