Me And My Solitude 03 - Poem by Rafiqul Anowar
As we sit, and see
each other in a café,
Music is playing
by the forgotten Singer.
You wanted to talk,
but I request to be silent.
I could see you for years!
May be that wouldn't be
'In your eyes,
the expression of wonder
The wind that makes the heart of lovers
comes from your look.
Here comes the night
of fortune for us,
And from who the world is so far;
she is close beside me.
Many words we shared
but still there are so question to ask;
What I told always in my dreams
every day, should I tell her or not?
As you bring also that fire,
the moon is only a shadow
of your glory.
Your glaze that frozen the heart,
turned in to the ice,
So I pray:
if I would cross the whole life
drawn in that moment! '
... and the song be heard.
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