In the garden of my heart
There are very few flowers
Among them you are the most beautiful
Thy
I love my heart
Because thee dwell in my heart
My heart is thy abode
My heart sometimes feels pain
and sometimes pleasure
When I remember you
What is this? Do tell me!
O dear, I cannot stop my heart from beating
As the heart beating is from you
If my heart stops its beating
It is not its fault
Thy hand held it.
Oh weak heart
Why do you fear?
Do not feel
Because you are not weak
As your dearest one dwells in you
Meaningless your fearing is.
A good start with a nice poem, Ahmed. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Among them you are the most beautiful Thy I love my heart Because thee dwell in my heart......Your dearest one is dwelling in you. have no fear. very nice poem. love, feelings, emotions, thoughts. tony
Thank you very much dear Dr. Tony Brahmin