Ruin hath taught her name

When she learns her loves and words hath provided me with shame for then she'll learn and bear the thought -my ruin hath taught her name and then that darling heart would bore Those senseless words, that hid her pains That banquet smile, no one shall know would show what taught me her name That heart would weep though eyes are dry In that hoary day been she so wry When I had lived to see that night In dusk no crow had liv'd to cry O'er her raven tress and blight Our eyes be wet, her heart be dry - Hridik Kanjilal