MY BELOVED, WHY DONT YOU UNDERSTAND?

My restless and pumping heart always strives to be with you,

Keeps thinking of you and speaking to you,

Eagerly waiting to get a glimpse of you,

Anxiously enduring for little attention from you.

But all this is in vain,

For my beloved, as you do not understand my pain.

They say heart to heart is connected,

No words are needed to express thoughts,

If speaking of hearts to one another is a precious art,

Then should it ever have pushed us apart?

But all this is in vain,

For my beloved, as you do not understand my pain.

You say you are busy always,

All soothing nights and blazing days,

You have all your valuable time for work, friends, and plays,

But have forgotten the one who has occupied most places in your heart.

But all this is in vain,

For my darling, you do not understand my pain.

A heart filled with love but unexpressed,

It is like an unopened bottle of fragrance,

A heart in which a sweetheart is ignored,

Is like a beautiful unattended garden.

But all this is in vain,

For my beloved, as you do not understand my pain.

If you ever religiously love me, my dear,

You will see how the world is radiant and clear,

Just do not blame but prove your claim,

By showering your love on me and by extinguishing the burning blaze in me.

But asking you to profess is in vain,

For my love, you do not understand my pain.

I do not know whether you are intelligent and brave,

Or ignorant and naive,

But for your attention, I crave,

Every second, every minute of the day.

Sharing my feelings are all in vain,

For my love, you do not understand my pain!