Oh, why,
Why, Cupid, dost thou toy with my heart so high?
Playing games that leave me in woe, oh why?
Thy arrows, sharp and true, pierce deep,
Yet the wounds of love, in silence, I keep.
But lo, as dawn breaks, a change I see,
Love returns, thank thee, Cupid, for choosing me.
- Achu B
Why, Cupid, dost thou toy with my heart so high?
Playing games that leave me in woe, oh why?
Thy arrows, sharp and true, pierce deep,
Yet the wounds of love, in silence, I keep.
But lo, as dawn breaks, a change I see,
Love returns, thank thee, Cupid, for choosing me.
- Achu B