In My heart, In My soul
Only you I love
But Is it fair of You
To hide behind the iron walls
MY soul is under your command
It is all up to you what you command
I see only your paintings
That you paint in different colours
With the brush in your hand
I hear only your melodious flute
I speak only your love poems
That you inspire in me
From morn to evening
I love none but you
Come and sit behind my eyes
In my night vigils to gaze
At your radiance spread out
You are far beyond my senses
How can I see you!
Let me sit still and wait to see
What my eyes cannot
To hear what my ears cannot
It is only up to you
What you make me to see
What you make me to hear
What you make me speak
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem