It was pure thought
Always in mind and seriously fought
Why not develop intimacy?
And increase the frequency
It needed privacy
As she proved to be my fiancée
I was attached and drawn
She now became fully know
I eagerly used to wait
If she was even one minute late
It made me furious often
As she might come any time all of sudden
Any how, it made me sincere
Purely accidental but as honest lover
She was lucky to have me
As I was independent and free
Some thoughts always puzzled
As rain almost dazzled
How to keep privacy when we met?
We kept door opened or let as it was
She might often say no
“Let wind come and go”
We are friends first
Let relation turn into fact at last
I appreciated her views
They were not hollow but true
It gave me mental stability
As it was perfect with no liability
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice Hikmet KARAKAS1 minute ago nice poem