Seeking For You Poem by Uktamoy Khaldorova

Seeking for you
again and again,
The hopes are exhausted,
The hope is the last drop
In my eyes
My grieved,
I was aware
of you presence, but
Distorting your name
I covered miles,
The fire you made
enchanted me,
I came burning
my frozen grieves.
Being lost and treading
in the endless desert,
I found
having searched for me
I am running to you
like a creek,
With my gorges
which calmed my souls
Can you hold
in your palms
My pieces
grinded like sands
I could not find peace
Like the idling moon
You are my motherland
With so much sadness
Let you brows
be a tender bedding,
Let me have a rest
In the warmth
of your love.
The happiness
has no its lodging
It is a mad idler
in reality
We are drowning
In the waves of dawns
I have looked for you
But found myself
It is a great tragedy
To lose you.