So many nights have I passed,
Thinking of one thing just,
How to,
Say ‘I love you'!
Whenever I meet you,
My heart beats like a drum new,
Those three words pricey,
Feel like dying to reach you truly.
I do not exactly know my dear,
When will that moment appear?
With your hands in mine just before you go,
I will proudly say, I love you.
Perhaps you will smile,
Feeling shy for a while,
Perhaps you will hate me,
Threatening not to again see.
I wish you could read,
My mind like an open book indeed,
Then you could certainly see,
Myriad pearls of love dwell in me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem