ashanti aj hanlo - The Pandemonium of Love

Pandemonium has struck today. What scorching misery

Heart stung by the pitiless arrow, pouring what agony.

The flesh is afire and mirage on view

Greeting garland has the death knell hue.

The known world is lost by the shadow of dreams

And by the fresh spring colours of illusory beams.

My journey towards the unknown is charmed by losing way

To go to a strange place, the time is today.