long for your gracious handling
a disruptive feeling
an alarmed conscience
seething with discontent
fuzzy brain experiencing discomfort
Ah! your seperation
too heavy a price
nascent emotions
trampled with contempt
let you become spirit
and don the wings
come flying
your presence will do the miracle
wrap me in your benevolence
and find in me an eternal slave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Zubair. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
Thank you for your appreciation.I will definitely read your poem. Hope it turns out to be a nice read