I Pierce Your Being Poem by Ibrahim Hydarah

I pierce your being,
As a lightning when it pierces a cloud,
And tear your youth's flower,
Red and fragrant flower,
By dirk of my feeling.
I stick it in you.
Once after once.
You cry..
You moan..
And say bleeding: -
''I beg you stop this pain'
Take your sharp dirk off me'.
But on a moment..
I dropp my light,
And fill your deeps with love..
Just then, you feel the meaning..
And know,
That you are without me nothing