Cannot grasp how deep I adore,
A feeling I've never felt before.
Wonder how you shape my heart,
Even though it's never a tender part.
So tell me, what should I do?
Shall I unveil my heart to you?
Here's my heart, now it's yours,
Its sorrows and joys are yours.
Sorrows gloom, a lasting doom,
Joys bloom, erasing the gloom.
Indeed, both are true,
But, it was always you.
By Menna Abd-Eldaiem
Translator and Poetess