I KEEP YOU IN MY EYES
I keep you in my eyes in which the world's map is sketched with
the dew of my eyelashes.
I see you through distances not with my eyesight but the colours of our canvases.
The intoxicated wind makes my hair messy.
My eyes keep the paint of our autumn journeys.
We have painted our sweet memories.
We have coloured the melodies of love without brushes.
The world's map tells me how far you are from me.
I am caught by the wind.
It giggles but I don't understand its irony.
O the wind tells me how far you are from me.
I keep you in my eyes in which the world's map is sketched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am caught with your words...