I know you are very good
You are talented, very cute.
I know the news of your merits
You are studious and decent.
I know I like you very much
Your smile, gaze and dress
Always makes my heart touch.
I know your presence
Shakes me from within.
I know you keep me busy
When I am away from all.
I know I lose my sense
When I see you, in front of mine.
Always I think of getting you
Yes only you, completely, as mine.
But, bounded by circumstances
Thinking the outcomes of that,
I can’t tell you the things,
I want to tell, from my heart.
I don’t want, you encounter pain
Because of only my personal gain.
There is nothing I have to loose
But many things you have to choose.
Neither you belong to my religion
Nor I am from your beloved region.
One is from God’s own country
Another from eastern Ganges plain.
Difference of culture everywhere
Every second there will be complain.
Things are much serious I know
Though I like you but can’t go.
-Khalym
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem