My Darling Has Not Come Yet Poem by asmaa mohiy eldien

Oh girls please pay attention
Boys please pay attention
My lover has not come yet.
May be she is lost,
may be Taxi driver is late,
or she is tired out of the cold climate

I have a long time calling her but she knows that I am in a tight budget,
and whatever I call her, she will not answer and make my balance runs out,
which I use to give her rings when distress attacks me in the night.

Oh girls please pay attention,
boys please pay attention,
my lover has not come yet.

Some one asks about her name, you know when the night disappears,
and the light, in great happiness, fills the earth?
You know the pure curdling milk that has not any kind of cheat? This is her face.
Have you ever seen a butterfly around the roses smelling flowers? This is the way she walks.
Oh my friend you know the deep dark night? This is the color of her eyes.

What about her clothes?
Oh this is a big matter in itself.
My beloved is very elegant.
Sometimes long skirt she wears,
Others she puts on jeans,
Casual, sometimes vest, sleeveless dress or short blouse she dresses.
gray scarf she also wears.
Sometimes navy blue she wears it,
others, her scarf is red in white.
My beloved is very chaste,
I have never seen her in nightdress,
the highest thing I arrived is touching her hand and taking a small kiss.

My lover is very kind, she sheds tears as soon as, about my difficult life I tell her.
By god she once sweared that she would die if I left her.
The last time I saw her, a white dress she wore.
I was not next to her by the way.
May be she has gone astray,
May be she is lost,
May be taxi driver is late,
Or she is tired out of the cold climate.

Girls please pay attention
Boys please pay attention
My lover has not come yet.

The literary forum will begin and as you know I write all my poems for my beloved.
I could not write creatively or even recite, if she did not attend.

Please can I leave you?
Going out for her searching too?
May be she is lost,
may be Taxi driver is late,
may be she is tired out of the cold climate.
I am sorry I can not recite,
my lover has not come yet.