He Who Reads My Poems Poem by Mohammad Younus

He who reads my poems,
Realises you are my love,
He who knows the secret,
Knows,
Your name is without letters,
And Knows...
Your name has no sound!
Everything I can deny,
But not the sound,
Echoing within me,
That is where I perceive:
I glorify you, You glorify me,
Everything I can conceal,
But not your beauty,
Smiling on my face,
Everything I can debate,
But not your essential being,
That is my inscrutable reality,
Let me proclaim without fear,
I am nothing, You are everything.
Only I know what is my reality.

Mykoul