In forbidden love, my heart lost its way,
While reason whispered “No,” and my soul went astray.
Your midnight tresses, like a breeze in a garden of dreams,
Enrapture my heart with lament, unraveling at the seams.
Each tear recounts the tale of love’s aching pain,
Where thought and feeling collide, leaving my soul in vain.
Amid secrets of tulips and blossoms unseen,
My heart wandered on its own, and reason careened.
This journey, veiled in deceptive smoke and mirage,
With every step of passion, my heart slipped into barrage.
O secret strands, enchanted by your captivating glance,
The poet, trapped in this fierce battle, lost his chance.