It swells out like baled out spring
How to bear this pain so writhing?
I can't conceal this nor complain
For shame to him who caused this pain.
In life-poles of this wearied frame
Are poised the weights of lust and shame.
My lust is a sea; I do not see
A raft to go across safely.
What wilt they prove when they are foes
Who in friendship bring me woes.
The pleasure in love is oceanful.
But its pangs are more painful.
Wild waves of love I swim shoreless
Pining alone in midnight hush.
Night's mercy lulls all souls to sleep
Keeping but me for companionship.
Crueller than that cruel he
Are midnight hours gliding slowly.
Like heart, if my sight reaches him
It won't in floods of tears swim !
WAILING OF PINING LOVE
