After meeting you
Everywhere and in everything
What I see is love…
In the late night trains,
In the early morning trams
I am the one standing lonely
While others are sitting with love.
My hand holding the glowing wine in glass,
Starts to shiver when I saw the empty glass before me,
With out your lips to kiss it.
In the cold night,
I tell the rose plant in my backyard
About you, your smile and your hair.
Gazal songs which remains you,
Bring tears to my eyes.
I cry in silence even forgetting to wipe my eyes.
Burning candles and the empty chairs
In st.antony church
Murmur your voice in my ears.
I feel nothing except you,
I smell nothing except your hair fragrance,
I can see nothing expect your face,
I can hear nothing expect your laugh….
Tell me what should I do now?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really powerful poem of love. Thanks.