Memory Of Her Love....

Like the purgatory light,

Like the paradise shade,

Esteemed tantalises me for her sight,

She,with her smile, doffs hate;

She transversed a lot in my memory,

My soul has a sweet allurement for her,

As she is suble, she is glory,

I have an exquisitely beautiful feelings for her;

I am irresolute where to go,

In the light or in the shade,

Is she mine yes or no,

I am a fish caught in her net laid;

Please help me, I can't collect my might and main,

Lest I should be multitudinously in pain.