Smelling The Divinely Fragrance... Poem by Mohammad Younus

Smelling the divinely fragrance...
...I soar straight in the direction...
...from where the scented breeze comes...
... and touches my soul's nose...
...like the honey bee that wants to trace...
...the flower's scent;

As I come to caress the scenty flower,
I melt and evaporate like a dewdrop...
...on the petals of the flower...
...due to the heat of the beauty's sun;

When at dawn my eyes should run...
...two streams of tears...
...for failing to see the face of the beloved...
...they smile with joy instead...
...since the pain of separation is dearer to me...
... than the final union, because...
... that would mean the end of my story of love.

Mykoul