Bethinking myself about the different words,
Different expressions, having been sorted out from my lips;
It really gets me weak and ill.
When I think of the day when we can be together at our home,
I pray Allah so very much to make it come true as soon as possible.
I cannot think but of you,
I can whisper but your name to myself,
I can hear but your angelic voice calling my name,
I cannot feel anything but your heartbeat next to mine;
I cannot see in my dreams but your sweet flavoured shadow coming closer and closer to me.
I really love you, honey
– I cannot live a single instant without you by my side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem