Call it my love or my madness,
I'll never sever my relationship with you,
I'm not afraid of notoriety in meeting you,
I know I can't meet you in open space,
Allow me then to meet you at a secret place,
I know I have originated from you,
So what if you behave with me as a stranger,
I am happy and proud to be in love with you,
Right from the day I received life from you
If life were an ephemeral thing,
Fleeting like a lightening flash,
I would grieve for not meeting you in this life,
I do not want to debate on the chances of meeting you,
Be it not in this life, let it be in a distant life!
I will not cry and implore you,
To give me a chance in this life to meet you,
I am contented with remembering you,
Even if there is no union and only a desire to meet you.
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful plain writing. So simple yet alluring to read.