Oh my mistress of mystery.
I know not your dark history.
In this night of deafening silence.
My heart longs for your warm presence.
Oh my lady of loneliness.
I'd always loathed your absentness.
Apologies for my greatest blunder.
That I've always made you ponder.
In the middle of the night I search your shadow.
To follow your steps without any ado.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice narration, good theme..........