When you left me here
with no tears,
I thought I will be released
With no fears.
But I was wrong to see this
Again death came.
The smell and taste and sight also voice.
Everywhere in your name.
I wander the house like an orphan,
Moaning like a storm,
Freezing and totaly shaking hours,
In an addict form.
Now I pray to you to return
From the embrace of lord,
Or the house will be more alone,
When I smash myself with love sword.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In a Holy war of love, killed with broken heart as the one now waiting in paradise...is a Moment of alas for life, to u in earth...a nice and heartfelt poem Amir, keep writing! ! _Unwritten Soul