My Beloved Has Not Came Yet Poem by Mr Tebriz Musayev

Without you, days give me sorrow,
Mornings will come, evenings will go,
The Moon goes, The Sun comes also,
However, my beloved has not came yet.

She will not come, I am gripped with fear,
But I have waited impatiently my dear,
Once again we said “Happy new year”,
However my beloved has not came yet.

I changed Majnun who lives arid plain,
Desert is happy but I have heart pain,
Each year they meet darling of rain,
However, my Leyla has not come yet.