What happened to me?
I do not know
Can anyone please tell?
Did anyone cast a magic spell?
I don’t like to laugh
I don’t like to cry
I cannot even sleep
Though a lot I try
My books have become
Your photo album
Every time I open them
I see you handsome
When in the mirror I see
I find you, not me
Then you make me wonder
How can it be?
Now all I do
Is dream about you
All day long
And all night through
‘It’s you’ I can’t blame
‘My fault’ I acclaim
For now I have started writing
Yours instead of my name
I am not mad
But I am glad
To say it now
That I am in love
A poem by Rumi (1207-1273) The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. Enjoy Al Koh Samui, Thailand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good write on oozing love! May be LAFS [Love At First Sight]. Ten+ dr. sakti