O the spring of my heart after a long winter.
O the blissful of my heart after a long misery.
O the flowers of my dreaming heart.
How my heart was dreaming to find his happiness after a long travel.
The love shines in the darkness of my self again.
He shines after a harmful winds and waves.
The springs start to quench the thirst of my heart.
With pure water after a long tired and thirst.
The drought fields became fruitful and green.
The birds start to sing on the green branches my love.
The dawn with a beautiful smile hug the most shining love again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice indeed Rasheed. I like it! Susan Bagley