The Love Die Poem by Mohammed AlBalushi

He asked me if the love die?
I replied: Yes
Your love died in my heart
And it had been buried
After the recitation of poems drawn to you
Buried with Black Box
Inside it all the memories
Yes
Has died after death penalty
You are the judge and my heart is the executioner
Love usual the victim
No one cries will not hear scream
Black will not be wear
Jewelry will not be take off
Another name has been added
Another victim
Legend of love will continue
Life wheel will spin