Underneath the blanket of stars,
I would sleep with the door ajar.
You managed to peep in,
When the lights were dim.
And see just that one star,
Kindling in those dark eyes.
You claimed like you were that light,
Capable of dazzling the night.
You awakened the wistful dreams,
Craving for reality in a dejected life.
Love flowed like an unremitting stream,
Seeds blossomed into the Love amaranth,
But the heat of lust that served as a bee,
Drew on the nectar, left the heart barren.