Hidden Feelings Poem by Noor motin Islam

I don't know to reveal
That I love thee too much.
All buds had been fallen
From the flowerbed of our garden.

I desire for thou face
But you no longer exist in the dense starry night.
I still long to get her
In the heart of the sky.

I lament no more for her
That I desire in the fiery night.
I still be happy for the feeling
That you're the ink of love in my eyes.

You fill your heart with sweet dreams
And with heart's musical tune.
I'll burn myself from fiery passion,
But you might drink the vintage cooled in the deep delved earth.