I am not his slave in love
I am slave of my own love in his love
My heart is captured by my pain
Pain in my heart is captured by my love
When my heart broke it broke silently
When love creeped in silence got noisy
My love needs no dagger to kill
It is a reason enough for my death
If love is not the reason of my death
It can be a reason enough for my survival
I speak many lies in love to conceal my love
My love is a whole and only truth of my being
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done. I like the poem. Mohabeer Beeharry