If doubt appears
All colors leave color
But love is
Evergreen worlds heaven tree
Its leaves and flowers never faint
Or lose eyes beauty and look charm
Here no room for doubt and hate
If doubt appears
For sweet song,
Nightingale does not alive
Mind and heart lose grip on time
While time treat like hungry loin
Nothing to think nothing in sleep anything to do
I stressed to believe and trust
By mind and heart
Otherwise claimed love will not more
But it will be a mad laugh
Or routine talk of the king