In The Deepest Poem by Harun Zompoglu

No never stare at me as cold as the eyes of death!
Don`t put out the passion pining away on my breath
Sheltered as a drifting refugee in my heart artlessly;
I never allow you to take it out from there cruelly.

This is the scream of my affection lasting for years;
Do you hear? Vigour is screaming out into your ears,
While seeking out compassion in you like a scamp,
My passion is breaking off the bars due to my vamp.

My hands and my feet are already feeling a chill,
Don`t add on it disloyalty, my longing exists still;
No cure, for your heart and mine are not in touch;
The longing was locked in inside calling a clutch.

Upon regretting your decision if you want to return
Like a lover begging for mercy don't wait your turn;
No never strive to have it, just show your love honest!
For I save your love firmly in my heart in the deepest.