My Heart I A Flute
Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim
O My Sweetheart!
Long I've been waiting
For your Reply
Listen to my heart
In July
Each throb is a cry
Listen to my words
Each letter is a sigh
Look at my face
A lifeless twig..Dry
Look at my eye
It is a cloudy sky
Look once more at my heart
How does it
Like a motherless child
For its mother's breast lie
Pierced with holes
Like a flute
Tells the tale
Of unanswered sigh
That is why
Its cry rises so high
Freyad Hugo
Heerenveen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My Heart I A Flute Correction: ..... is a Flute