O My Heart - Poem by Fatima Nusairat
Say: O my heart, those poems that do not know;
And.. burned a little in the words fireplace ..
What you are, but ash, dissolved in longing evening..!
Say it: and.. spilled in the mirrors of the night
And.. then spilled in it..
As a perfume strewn towards a memory
No, reveal themselves only for the night..!
Comments about O My Heart by Fatima Nusairat
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.