A great arrow of love hit me
It hit a boiling heart
If my eyes don't embrace my mother
My life is lost and the eye cries for it
How many hearts have melted with separation
How many hearts have been killed by separation
How many lovers have lost their beloved
His heart burned and time passed by
You are my life, my soul, my spirit
You are the perfection of beauty, complete
He recites words with description and cannot
Describing it cannot be obtained
The meanings of words are lost with your description
Eloquence and eloquence were lost and dried up
Neither his eloquence nor his eloquence
No path to your praise is drawn
My words were lost and my letters were absent
Lost as a slave is lost and lost
You were my sun but in prison
The ray of life set and disappeared
How much I burn from your separation with longing
We embraced like this before
How many hearts have melted from separation
How far from a beloved killed
My heart was killed far away
I was hit by a great arrow of longing
About the Creator
Kisama Riyo
I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.
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