I don’t know why I have nurtured <br />A nameless desire to compose <br />A poem to tribute you, in which <br />My heart urges to write all pangs and pains, <br />That I went through while being in your love, <br />I should inscribe the agony of separation, <br />The moments of union, <br />Include all colours of the seasons, <br />Confine my melancholic thoughts, <br />Describe smouldering memories, <br />In a so much splendid way <br />That they should become precedents <br />Of diction, similes and metaphors, <br />But I don’t know whether hassles <br />Of life would allow me to contemplate <br />On your memories in solitude <br />Or I shall have to leave the world <br />With the nameless desire <br />Encasing it into my pain-ridden heart.<br /><br />Muhammad Shanazar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-nameless-desire/
