Love, where did it make?
And how my love far away from your heart
How it moves through my life?
It installed early when river initiated from a waterfall
It roosts into soul and flows through the vein and vale
And it is seeking the sea where it melts with me
The high Himalayas are out of my range
I could not climb it, she thought
And it makes a dark shadow
The difference between you and me
The shadow as the twilight of the horizon
And after then the dark,
The very dark wall
The poet has a pair of dreaming wings like an angel
And his mind is a gay in such a jocund company
He could, she can breaks the shadow in mind and soul
How long the shadow!
How thick the wall!
That never stronger than the passion of a poet -
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem