Pangs Of Love

Those silent drops of tears on your face

Cannot be hidden from me;

If you unlove them, love,

Give them to me.

Those lips of yours are sulking now and then

Cannot be unseen by me;

If you unlove them, love,

Give them to me.

Never can I ignore whatever you offer me

Those can be pain or pathos in between.

When you feel like holding me tightly in your arms,

And I am not anywhere to be seen.

Believe me, love, I am there in your heart

Entwined in between.