You seem to love someone silently;
Trying to understand yet I didn’t, stopping myself.
Listen, if the moon rises in some trance of full moon night,
How does it keep its light covered?
Don’t tell me any secret words
With whom do you secretly laugh covering your mouth,
For whom have you gathered all your laughter—
Tell me quietly whom do you love?
Like bean vine at the end of the year
I too dry out slowly gradually—
When was the last time you said you want only me
Now whom do you want, whom do you love?
I am a suspicious rural crooked man
I search someone’s hand at the blouse’s button
Do you like someone else?
I understand only suspicion as love.
You don’t turn your eyes to my pillow anymore
Then on the bed whom do you search?
Where did that taste go now in cooking—
Whose plate’s taste do you increase by frying eggplant?
Will you cook koi fish curry for someone—
Coconut pitha, kheer and also payesh—
In my phone I don’t see eagerness anymore
On whose phone do you laugh with giggles?
Note: Coconut pitha= Cake made with coconut, kheer/Payesh= Pudding.
