You are my enslavement and my freedom
You are my flesh burning like a raw summer night
You are my country
You are the green silks in hazel eyes
You are big, beautiful and triumphant
And you are my sorrow that isn't felt
the more I feel it.
You is a very gorgeous poem
Wonderful use of words. A outstanding poem.
A great poem coming from bottom of the heart with most intense emotions.
" You are my sorrow" ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
'that isn't felt the more I feel it'. What great expressions and visions of love.
Nice pretty poem by Nazim Hikmet......
just YOU you are many more.................