Mournful hymns composed by my heart
Cry out in this desolate night,
The moon's wearing a veil of black,
Not one star will offer its light
O, my dearest love, where are you?
Without a word, you took your leave,
A songbird mocks my crying heart
With taunting anthems, while I grieve
O love, the sun has lost its way,
Cold as ice, a blackness prevails,
Morning finds me searching for hope,
When night falls, hope's glowing light pales
The night once brought comforting dreams,
Though my eyes are closed, sleep won't come,
A thousand angels bow their heads
While on their lyres of woe they strum
O, my beloved, where are you?
Why are your thoughts no longer mine...
My senses succumb to frenzy,
Love and peace no longer align
My thoughts now mingle with despair,
My mind has lost its guiding reins,
Hopelessness overtakes my heart,
Held firmly by misery's chains
A tearful mist falls from my eyes
Moistening lips that pray in vain,
A prayer, rising to some cruel god
That ignores this unending pain
O, my dearest love, where are you.....
Are things not as dark as they seem?
Come, reassure my doubting heart,
Please, wake me from this tortured dream!
O, my beloved, where are you? Why are your thoughts no longer mine... My senses succumb to frenzy, Love and peace no longer align An excellent love poem.Well expressed Well done Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
O, my beloved where are you? Are your thoughts no longer mine. Cries of a desolate heart poured in every word. Yet this pouring works as a balm. Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love can be an ache as well as a joy. Wonderfully expressed.