Instead of dark all around I see,
Glinting gleam of my glooming glee,
But beyond, the heart is glossing….
Its glimmer darkened if it be!
My heart is thirsty not yours,
My soul's charming queen,
Can't you give me your name?
To which all this things mean!
I jerked since I am told! !
The unawared thing of my heart's fold!
"I hate those who love me"!
And my soul started checking my heart's gold.
Living the unlived! Without you….
But, you darken that I love you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem