I was sitting there alone
My heart was crying out lone 
He extended his hands hiding the thorn 
With tenderful glances 
With touching words
hurtful care 
Bunches of love words 
Flying heart forgot about scares 
Promises of eternity
Like an angel like a knight 
He was there to cure my heart 
I begged him to let me alone 
I have no faith in love and it's torn
Wounded heart once again can't get destroyed
I have told 
But unfortunately humanity has been extinguished across the world
As  he was there to cure my pain
Ah in vain 
My wounded heart will never stop bleeding 
After the day will never stop weeping
Trustworthy and the love 
Have flew again behind broken wings of happiness.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for the comment dear Jazib Kamalvi blessings