If my hand were to touch yours,
Would then all the Stars explode?
If my eyes were to meet yours,
Would the Seas have overflowed?
If my love were even deeper,
Than the deepest roots of Trees,
Would you then believe I love you,
With this love that could not be,
That forever will be silent,
In the deepest part of me.
what a wonderful poem, this has deep meaning dressed with dignity and true poetic emotion! ! Very good as usual.
This is a beautiful poem, and it truly comes from the depest part of you and reaches the deepest part of the reader. It is also sad, very sad that this true will never be an actual love. Unrequited love is such a trickster, making a mockery of our sincerity. But on the other side of things, that sadness of an unrealized love has refined the heart of the lover, made him or her a much better person, and inspired the Imagination to write this beautiful poem. This may feel like a bitter irony but it is actually a glorious irony. (Rumi would like this poem.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sandra, you write beautifully on many subjects... but on love best of all!