My heart pounds like a lousy bell
Unstable as a broken reed
My mind roses like a strange wind
Lost in the ocean of passion
The urge to embrace you my beloved.
The soothsayers has driven the mad
The diviners can suffice no further
The preachers has misled thee
Your heart transmogrified to unbreakable stones
My words now as splashes of water on a rock.
O my dear beloved!
Your appearance would have silenced princes
Your beauty would have melted the King's heart
In the bitterness of my soul
I can only wait and watch thee from afar.
G. S. 'Nuel
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