How like a polished mirror is your face to me!
I see myself every time I look at you!
I get stunned, my heart starts beating fast;
I feel as if God is pounding out his songs out of my heart!
I am so beautiful that I am in a fix and am perplexed much..
...that whom should I love and adore other than me;
I get comfort and peace only by looking at my friend's face...
...to see my own-self smiling at me;
That perfect smile which through and through enchants me!
While I look at my face in my friend's mirror, I say:
'I love you, I miss you so very much! '
The sweet music coming from my friend's lute...
...attracts me to leave the mesmerising world behind...
...and fix my eyes on the mirror that reflects my true face;
I'm no more feeling lonely as I find my friend in my image;
I am so very beautiful to me!
My heart only knows how much!
I am divine to me, I am God's perfect image!
I just want to hug and kiss the divine image in the heart's mirror;
Though it is both before and apart from me!
I am just beautiful - through and through like my friend!
I am unique in my essence, nothing compares me!
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem