The frangrance of agarwood

 

The agarwood incense 

Should have never been ignited

For it's fragrant smoke 

has left us lost in delusion

The lotus flowers 

Should have never bloomed 

In the land beneath the horizon 

To be offered to the temple of formless emotions 

That should have never risen 

The heart of an angel 

Should have never been shattered 

Caught up in an illusion 

For her heart was too pure 

To bear  the arrows of deception 

O' almighty gods of heaven,

Have mercy on me 

And hear my trembling plea 

Reverse the wheel of fate this once 

For our eyes should have never met 

The glance of romance

Shouldn't have pierced the veil of innocence