Leave me alone, <br />On the bank of this river, <br />I know, <br />Many miles behind, <br />She is sitting on the bank, <br />Of this lovely river, <br />Her feet is dip, <br />In the water so cold, <br />But warm at this place, <br />She knows it well, <br />Someone needs it, <br />To feel the touch, <br />Of her soft white feet, <br />She is washing her hands, <br />She is washing her face, <br />Cause she knows, <br />Someone needs, <br />More excitements, <br />The water is warmer. <br /> <br />Let me be excited. <br />But I miss something, <br />The naughty winds, <br />Heard my heart, <br />And suddenly I found, <br />The water too warm, <br />What happened at that bank? <br />Oh love! Go to hell! <br />The wind regrets, <br />Her naught of the moment, <br />She jumped in the river, <br />A complete mystery, <br />Is a woman in love! <br /> <br />(It is just an imagination to describe that a woman in love can go up to any extent.)<br /><br />Akhtar Jawad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-woman-in-love-5/
