Without words, without love, tell me, man what is?
Without you, my beloved, life itself what is?
Why don’t you give me even a little love?
Tell me truly, in me the fault what is?
These dark nights have started pleasing me so much,
I have forgotten now completely light what is.
If you too carry some love for me inside,
Then tell me once at least, helplessness what is?
If you accept my love, just say yes today,
Then I will also learn at last joy what is.
By loving, one day you yourself will know,
How painful this cold indifference what is.
Love once, then explain to me the difference,
Between love what is, and suicide what is.
Love, and then you will understand the dark,
O ‘Geet’, and tell—this moisture in eyes what is.
3.44pm 18 Dec 2025
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