she`s so beauty as a moon...
no. she`s more magic than a moon...
she`s a fullblown rose...
no, she is more that a sweet-smelling rose..
she is a love....
and more than a love itself..
miss you as a missed, a child to his mother...
miss you as a missed, adorer to his mihrab...
miss you as a missed, a birds to thier nests...
she is my life...
and all what i own in this world...
i wish that she never leaves me once..
how she can leaves me,
and she in my heart and soul lives...
i feel your warm and tender,
full of with me and all around...
and her beauty velvet perfume, spread in all places..
really she`s so lovely..
i can`t say any thing more..
just what i can say to her, , ,
you are my lovely beloved...
sweet lovely poem hope your beloved will be with you forever. +10 regards anjali (read mine FOOTPRINTS ON SAND)
I read several of your poems.I get the mpression that they are translated from arabic. Oh how much more beautiful would they be, written in arabic coz verily arabic is a language for poetry coz each word has a lovely and hidden meaning.. Indeed, habibatii, habiba..rite? the ultimate meaning of it all..
A very sensitive, heartfelt poem. I wish you and your poetry well in 2006 Sincerely. Sandra Fowler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
written in a free flow of verses of love, greatly crafted as always, know it always come from your heart...for K....