What I See Through Your Eyes But Beautiful Lies Poem by Haitham Ahmed

What I see through your eyes but beautiful lies
Though I think I hate most, now still love most
Like the pain of your heart, mine can realize
But the much he suffers, in pleasure he is lost

What kind of magic is my heart subjected to? !
What love is that, makes me love being despair!
Seneslessly i obey what you want me to do
Oh, my life's life joy, when you come to be fair

Is it a revenge! Never has my heart been mistaken
It is so welcomed, but tell me how long it will take
Oh, just tell me not, I can go on with heart broken
Just make in account, my heart's heart never break

Now none of us is guilty, but can't give up our sadness
It is ture what wise-men say, such love leads to madness