I love you day and night all the long year <br />You may not get angry I have the fear. <br /> <br />You are shrinking in your size I think <br />At this thought I become pale from pink. <br /> <br />Sweaty summer is not liked by my eyes <br />In spite of kindling beams passion dies. <br /> <br />I wait for you with eyes, heart and body <br />Though you are a bit wayward rowdy. <br /> <br />You cherish long nights and dwarf days I know <br />Veiled of fog you wear to move to and fro. <br /> <br />I wish to embrace you with full force <br />But I have to check my careless course. <br /> <br />Your icy touch can soothe all my warm blood <br />I'll become cold and motionles like dead wood. <br /> <br />You will then resort to some other one <br />Chill of fear through me begins to run. <br /> <br />My passion seems fake and frustrated <br />Like trodden dust I am depreciated. <br /> <br />Hot tea and woolly dress provide me first aid <br />Like light straw I feel like a humble maid. <br /> <br />I profess I love you but you don't love me <br />Out of you love's net I'll be never free. <br /> <br />In your embrace I begin to shiver <br />At once stops surging passions river. <br /> <br />Your kiss brings tears in my waiting eyes <br />I don't know which of the desires dies. <br /> <br />O Cold Beloved come to meet at noon <br />Though for moments and depart soon. <br /> <br />Bless me your company in warm sunshine <br />Do come! for you the whole year I pine.<br /><br />Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-cold-bloved/
