There Is A Kind Damsel Poem by Sahil Sharifdin Bhat

This world is a long night
And I guess I am asleep.
My life is a weird dream
That makes me often weep.

In the prime of spring,
My garden is looking brown.
The seeds I have sown
Are lifeless there down.

The pillars of my labour
One by one, fall apart.
I pray to all gods
But they answer me not.

All my fellow-birds
Move to the greener land
And I am all alone
Here on the burning sand.

Friends no longer miss me
And angry are my relatives.
My merits are invisible.
I have vibrant negatives.

There is a kind damsel
And she holds me dear.
Kissing my forehead, she says,
'My darling, don't despair'.

She gives me books to read
She walks by my side.
In this crowded world
She is my loving guide.

Love gives you a fresh hope
And puts you back on feet.
Love heals aged wounds.
Love makes the world sweet.