Go, but never look back at my eyes a day
Forget all those numbness I lost within
To thy eloquent approach, clear as shining May
Perhaps, thou must not at all bear being thin
And unwise, for all must come at day's end- -
The setting sun, reproaching wind, retreating sea
Which touch thy pleasure and are so kind
That sea-gulls even knew us when we used to be
By the shire of old melted forgetfulness;
And when all proved to glow thy cheek
Thou spake, as if, I was thy mere stress
Whom thou lovest to see not but around week
And I, thy lover say 'tis not easy to thee
To unretain always my love in glee.
11/12/2015
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful sonnet written on the theme of love well- penned poem, thanks for sharing.
thanks dear Shakil