The loneliness dancing in the hearts and mind,
swirls a dust devil in my sight,
the aches and pain of my heart, shoots into the whirlwind.
the emotions which cling to my heart,
feed the devil, with unknown fears,
It wanders all over in vain, in search of a cool soothing heart.
In an instant it disappears into oblivion,
as if sprinkled salt was too much to bear,
soon dust meets the dust, the devil gets overwhelmed by sorrows.
Dust devils spawn all over the horizon,
Heart feels sad with so many mirages,
the sandy vision of love seem so hard to comprehend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem