The Solitary Anguish
Only those blessed with the love of being loved Are blessed with the seedless fruit of love. Like the heavenly showers to living men Is the blessing of grace by lovers to their beloved. They alone can have the pride of living together Who are loved by their beloved. Even if loved by others, they are luckless Unless loved by those they love. What more can I expect of my lord If he does not love me as much as I love him? One-sided love pains like lopsided kavadi. It is sweet only when shared by both sides. Can't the god of Love, lodged in me alone Causing distress, see my pallor and pain? Hard is the heart that can survive this world Without a word of love from the beloved. Though my beloved bestows nothing, Still any news about him is sweet to my ears. O heart, why pour your concerns to the unconcerned? As well dump into the sea!