The dew will not be dew <br />If separated from the rose petal <br />Into water will it melt, like tear on the cheek <br />Into her languid look, the eyes in deep sadness <br />As if she has been crying in secrete <br />What saddens her heart that her lips have turned red <br />The sadness coming out of those red lips <br />Like laughter, like fresh spring water <br />O! the pain of my heart <br />The long night of separation <br />Enters into dawn <br />When the mist of her beauty <br />Shall cover the earth <br />And the red sun, <br />Appear to give a beginning <br />To that morning <br />The morning that will give happiness and joy <br />Like a playful child <br />Indulge in that innocence of beauty, <br />Your path <br />My heart, <br />Is the path of love<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dew-5/
