If you see me upset and crying,
Don’t feel sad for me and don’t wonder
About the reason.
I’m just training my eyes, to be ready
For the farewell day.
Our lovers (beloveds) are very harsh,
And it’s the norm of the fate (to separate lovers).
No matter how much we laughed and enjoyed the best of
love (took delight of love),
There is no doubt that one day,
We will experience the sorrow of separation.
I know that, I am not honest when I say our whole
Love is chimera (a big lie, just pure imagination).
If you look at me, you will see my affliction;
Tear in my eye reflects my affliction (suffering).
Even if my heart seems brave enough
to bear the separation,
I’m telling you, it does not bear
One hour in your absence.
Every time I look at your eyelashes,
I obey all your orders;
It’s like if the proof of gravity lies in your
eyelashes.
I’ll stare as long as I can, ‘till my eyes
have enough of you,
Maybe this will fulfil its desires.
Before I knew you, my poetry was so lost
(from shipwreck to shipwreck).
And now, my poetry goes exactly the way you want,
For the sake of your eyes (depending on your
complacence).
If I didn’t mention you in my poetry,
My poetry gets unsatisfied;
My notebook wants you to be on its pages.
