I don't have anything in me except you and my unbelief.
I don't shelter you in my ecstasy or pain.
I don't have except your dimensions and my way out
I don't have when I witness you except my heart
I don't have except my heart.
In vain any path, I take to you
In vain my unbelief and faith.
You forbid me of your loneliness
And I don't.
You forbid me of your whole
And I don't.
I hate your followers
I'm the mortal, the will withouta doubt of having any other will
You left me and I see you as you were around
Wake off me.
I swear by my loneliness on your loneliness
That my love is because of your pain, not my pain
And my mortality in you because of my love, not your love.
I swear by you.oh, the Tabou of ontology and metaphysics
That my evil's mix is from my wanting to find meanings
And my conflicting with you because of your common and personal blocking.
When you use your power on me
And defeated my contain of unbelief
Raped my language by your light?
I am the drought and you are the green
I'mdestructive and you are the creator
I'm the language and you are the meaning
Take your whole from me and perish me
Take your whole from dervishes and perish yourself
It's the ecstasy of touching my reason and your reason
Time will not pour a minute after
And the son of your pain take his love and perish him too with us
My skin wrinkles from your light.
His skin wrinkles from your fire.
Unite your divisions
And don't miss an atom.
I drunk and not imagine except you
I had enough and no one thirsty me except you
Which abstraction's you that one cannot realize?
Which place do I throw away my whole in it?
Which loneliness that doesn't dispense with blocking?
I who live on creation and destruction doesn't know.
Forgive my passionate remoteness
and migration of instinct to others, not the will
forgive me seeing else
and my limited heart keep you in
and the revolution of my hands on your inspiration
and hyper creation of your spectrum
and my cease from your light
forgive me the creation of your negation
and waste your love
forgive me my will in your unknown
and abasement of the world and meaning in your hands.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem