19. Boat

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I feel the longing every time I see the ships leaving the shore
and disappearing behind the waves;
To look for original and fancy pearls,
which are going to be worn
On a beautiful lady's chest,
Who likes to be spoiled and flirted.
And when Blue Oud is burnt in the censers,
It smells just like her beautiful smell.
And today, she looks at me with underestimation;

She wants me to feel underestimated.

You, who had quietly stopped communicating with me,
Don't expect me to smile for you.
The Acari of abundance is eating out the bones of longing,
And sadness, has always been going around the happiness of lovers.
Your ego and pride, are not helping my wounds to heal
You haven't provided me with a remedy
With a heart full of determination and manners
I gave you my back while I'm standing tall like the towers
I swear, even if you were the first and the last human on earth
I won't need you, even if I did need a human being

Originally translated by: http://fazzapoems.tumblr.com/post/129792070692/the-word-brother-by-fazza

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