Sadness I use to embrace for in it I dwelled in those days
Happiness was far from my reach and there was no one for me to beseech, for this love that you all preach.
I wondered and wandered searching for that feeling they say "gives a man strength at the cost of his mind" even when he sees he's still blind;
love they call it, I have tasted it and I have felt it but the monster birthed from a broken heart made me numb making it difficult for me to succumb to that feeling again even though the monster drives me insane.
Then I met her. In her eyes I could see heaven, with her tender hands she drew me closer lighting up my candle of love in a twinkle, that I had thought could never rekindle.
A smile that brighten my day, heaven I saw in her eyes and I have let her into my heart, with a tender voice she spoke the name…….. "Aishat"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem