In A Desert Of Separation Poem by Uktamoy Khaldorova

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In a desert of separation
My way I always lose.
Not finding the path
To dating with you
I am wandering alone.
My heart is stung tied
By the weeds of love.
By the flame of my love,
The flower would aflame.
The patience baby plant
Has grown of my tears.
The dream of dating
Is a balm for missing.
Is there a borderline
Or end of the desert.
On the haloxylon I would
Hang my grieves and pains.
I fell in love with a stone,
It is hard to give up alone.
From the heavy grieves
I sank deep into separation.
But you might expect me
My dear Prince, my beloved.
On the bank where the border,
Of separation comes to an end.