I am mad with love
And no one understands my plight.
Only the wounded
Understand the agonies of the wounded,
When the fire rages in the heart.
Only the jeweller knows the value of the jewel,
Not the one who lets it go.
In pain I wander from door to door,
But could not find a doctor.
Says Mira: Harken, my Master,
Mira's pain will subside
When Shyam comes as the doctor.
I Am Mad With Love
Mirabai
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Poem topics: fire, heart, understand, master, jewel, love, pain, I love you, door, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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