My love
Mohammad Hatahet
Damascus, Syria
Oh people! When I saw her,
I couldn’t see anything except her.
Her face was like the light.
I saw it and then I lost my vision.
Oh people! When I heard her;
The canary’s voice disappeared for hers.
How dare you, how could you?
You are preventing me from loving her.
Oh god! You created her;
You are so great that you created her that beautiful;
The red flowers were saying,
“My blood on her face,”
What happened to the butterflies?
Left their flowers and came closer to her mouth.
It would be crazy if I was looking for another girl.
Because the heart creates his way,
The heart in love is very quick.
You are the one whose honor I requested.
You are the one whose love pulls me up and up.
I threw my love to her, and then I hang it on her neck.
If I were the best poet and my poems would reach the sky;
I would be able to describe the angel and my love for her!