Every one know my state, still no one has a cure for it.

One side it is you, on the other side it is a lover. 

I bow in front of you. What else a lover can do?

They say, I am no more than a corpse. 

Look at her magic she can put life in puppet too.

Her thought give me hope, this is a reason whoever I am today.

For you love could be a disaster. 

Ask those trees who never leave their master (beloved).

~ Meet