You are the one by whom I impressed,
The art of knows, in such art you expressed,
I don't know where you exist,
But wished my words to persist,

Our hearts are framed inside,
But have many works beside,
It tells us how to survive,
it tells the world that we are alive,

You are hidden from me but you are not,
I am seeing you in your words knot,
How eminence the combination is?
Look how simple the art pollination is?

You can not hide somewhere,
Because you don't know nowhere,
Because you are not the owner of something,
You belong to Someone else created from nothing,

If I am of any value, cash me,
If nothing for you, trash me,
See my words, even we never meet,
How complex is nature, clear and neat,

Strange lessons are hidden in lonely nights,
Where sanctity of love is trapped by knights,

O my heart! Look at the sky,
Moon is engulfed so far and so high,

Telling me her stories, full of lies and truth,
The way she smiles and sips the broth,

It’s dark because her hairs surrounded the space,
And the brightness comes in stars from her divine face,

My heart beats having a thundering sound,
Justifies surroundings for eyes to shower around,

O what makes my breaths stop and extensive?
It’s her fragrance, lovely and exclusive,

Sometimes the moon comes out from her eyes,
Sometimes falls into the dimple and cries,

Silently, trees start dancing when she shakes her hairs,
Silently dawn comes with singing from everywhere,

To say me her beauty, the river raises its voice,
And birds go silent to welcome her as my choice,

And here I am so far, although I am so near,
That’s my destiny but from the Lord, I fear,

I can touch her winy lips; even I have the power,
Alas! Into her hairs, I cannot place a flower,

The birds are silent to hear my songs,
The dogs are barking to shear my songs,

Upon my face, emerges a spring of tears,
Wipes away all of the deadly feelings and fears,