I whisper songs of love in the universe,
i write poems of roses in the fields.
Still i can't fathom of what it means,
This empty heart cannot be filled.
Three words are yet strangers to me,
though i say it a thousand times.
I sang it with sweet and tender melody,
but my lips can't utter it's sound.
My head is full of science,
and thought it's just a blood flow.
Till i found Her name in pain and memories,
it's meaning in the midst of my loneliness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem