No…Pillow, don’t come in between my arm,
As I request you not to make my heart warm.

I know your presence will give me satisfaction which I need utmost now,
But heat of reality of life will not let it to last longer and it will melt the relaxation snow.

Don’t you know somebody (head) is suffering because of you?
How can you also have such apathy like my beloved who had left no clue?

Go and go to your place again,
As drenched eyes will get close soon and nobody will see my pain.

Several times my tears had reached your surface,
And you had absorbed them always without making any face.

You had helped me to keep my voice of cry low,
Therefore I always hide my loneliness under pillow.