Night is still left,
Do not go sweetheart,
I love your theft!
What else you want?
You stole my soul,
You stole my heart,
You stole my self,
What else you want?
Is anything left?
Is it my life?
I love your theft,
Here is the knife!
Shared life with you,
Let me share the rest,
Alone you can’t knit,
Anywhere a nest!
It touched my heart. A sublime depiction of the voyage of pure bliss that is love, lovely poem. Thanks for sharing Jawal.
What more remains to be shared I wonder! ! You Highpriest of love, you are at your creative best in your love poems!
It is so sweet and cute. The lover has given away all his assets- the soul, the heart and the self - to his muse and is now willing to sacrifice his life. What a beautiful romantic poem. Thanks, Sir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sweet poem... loved the delightful poetic expression dear poet