My mind could not understand why You went away.

Due to my ego I did not say anything.
I did not utter any word.
I did not express any motion.
I told the matter with both my eyes.

I wanted You still closer,
decorating all my actions with flowers,
that You may come into my innermost recess.

Why didn’t You understand?
Why didn’t You stay?
Why did You go without reason?

Other than You, none is mine.
You are the king of my mind.

At all times I long for You:
amidst thoughts and ideation,
in fulfilling experiences,
in the tune of perfection,
in seclusion.