It's You Poem by mahfuja nayma

In every morning the weaked-eyes of mine sees who's face___it's you.
From my every breath whose name is utter___it's you.
In my everydays activities whose face is appeared in my mind___it's you.
In my bordom days which memory gives me pleasure ___it's you.
My farfetched love___it's you.
Mine every tear sheds for whom___it's you.
In spite of every torture I withstand for whom___it's you.
My love just for whom___it's you.