THE SPARK OF GRIEF
The one who joined us with the grief, set alone,
Did you notice that he didn't care about our misery.
If you need for the latent sorrows a patent evidence,
ehold my red tears upon my yellow face.
If I extinguish the heart’s fervency with the tears,
To the worlds I cast spark of sorrow coupled with cold sigh.
Whether it did not behol your beautiful visage in the meadow,
Then why does whirlwind scatter dust on the flower's petals?
I will never take my face off your threshold,
If you two hundred times from your place banish me.
If I hear that with me the lovelorn you have desided to fight,
Ready to give my life I dash out towards the battle field.
HINDI composed this sonnest, though a master has said:
I am not the challenger, if you are brave, try.