You know oh my dear,
How much I love you.
In the floods of sorrows, in troubles,
And in drops of happiness,
I see you, only you.
You seem elusive, out of reach,
To raise my pain further and beyond.
I get speared like a bird by an arrow,
And I try, to forget you,
Only to suffer more!
May be I do not possess the courage,
And strength to face you, to trust you.
But I love you and the hope persists.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem