A rare poem for my beloved.
When I see my beloved’s face,
I would certainly smile.
For it is the revealing of secret upon secrets,
The peak of all happiness is definitely worthwhile.
Each second, each day, I keep wondering,
When I will see my beloved again?
The further away I’m away from my beloved,
The more and more it drives me insane.
I know for a certainty that one day,
When I reach out my hand,
The smell of sweet nectar indicates,
My beloved has come back to me again.
The simple joy of seeing my beloved’s face,
Lifts me up and brings me to a special place,
Where the grandeur of science alone cannot explain,
The spiritual mystery it has attained
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Sharif Ishnin is a writer and miniature painter from Singapore. He has been writing on Triond since 2009. He now resides at his virtual home, the 2paintminiatures blog.
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