Now Quiet

I know you rarely speak But make me completely weak When I rise to stick the stand You refuse me and fail to understand I fall like mango fruit It fails to appeal me or suit How could I blink at those eyes? Which were once open to my simple try? No doubts you were like ivory idol Carved out from glass as doll I used to rejoice at simple appearance Now I have lost it to as rare chance Nothing to exchange now in form of words Nothing to look behind as an action afterward I am lying on ground with clopped wings A bird alright but no melody in praise to sing She promised me to be mine It all appeared pleasing and fine I was prepared to go for an extra mile Something unusual took in between for a while What was charm in her simple look? Like good smell coming out from food as cooked Where to start and where to end She was like angel and heavenly sent I was simple man in race Completely lost in glamorous and innocent face I asked for hand to be permanent She had something else to comment "No, dear I can't side with you" This is correct and only true What was fun then in any try to woo? My all energy got lost and forbidden me to flew I now look at no other charm If not help but certainly they may harm I wished warmth and long spell But here was different story to tell I am dying of literally death Some one may come and offer floral wreath "Here lived an simple soul as poet" No more words now as he is now quiet"