Myth of desires
My soul is like a river,
It goes to the way
Where our universe ends!
My heart is like an ocean,
Which is roaring on the shores!
Where the exausted feet walk!
My eyes are like two dreams
One is desire, other is love!
They have no boundaries!
My hands are raising
For the prayers of pains!
A morn till night as whole!
My lips have been cold!
No one kisses after you have gone!
No one passes through my breaths
My talks are bitter like poison!
Your words are no longer beside!
The silence is expanding in songs
My pillows are crying for calmness
Who will hug a bed of red desires
Who have never slept at all!
My loneliness is worshiping
From the heavens to the hells
And nothingness have founded me!
#sagarmushtaq
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem