Painful Love Ii Poem by Saddam Husen

I
O dear! O dear!
Come near; come near!
Why are you going far mile?
My heart is so fragile!
How can you leave me in crematorium?
After, my life’s hope is minimum
You treat me like a thing of consume
Your rudeness for me is queer.

II
O dear! O dear!
Come near; come near!
I think which days promises
Your, to live all days long and happiness
I always said – “I accept”
But currently you say – “it’s except”
Then I have no any expect
Even dead fear.

III
O dear! O dear!
Why you go far for ever.
The world is, for me too, curse
I am too near to death course
This is off bear
Shortly people will took bier
My feelings is, for you, not differ
In heaven we’ll be always near.