Please do not call me in my passion’s name
Whereas you are in success in love and
work,
Nothing sweetened I do have as I am in
failure,
Lonely I feel to stay in rocky way in
tears,
Relief has its way on the storms I have met
And pertaining love is my failure in her
tastes
Soothing is absent in the realm of
solitudes,
All words of expression have lost
visualization,
Sacrifice that I have made is nothing to
her,
As mercy is ceased in her love treasure
And I become a closed garden wherein
I am sole living creature in the flame of
love,
A self love virtue dwells in my memory.
Learning I do not have how to extract dry
leaves,
Experience I do not have how to smell skin,
Motivation I do not have how to feel
melting point,
Constant frame I have now to mounting format.
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