Poem - Impossible to Love, Poet - Mohammed Rahal (Algeria)

Impossible to Love

Mohammed Rahal 

By Allah, if it weren't  you

It is impossible to love the heart that has it so much

I came to you in your face

Reply to the news, my pride in mind

For the sake of the one who raised you

I grew up in the comfort of upbringing and pampering

Your home and your father

Your mother and family are adults and children

Without you and if it weren't for you

I miss you, the beloved will never forget

In life, we will never forget you

No matter how long or short the time is

In my mind, I love you

Only the lover's craftsmanship is crazy

I saw beauty in you

Your beauty has hidden from generations

The soul is your ransom

O dear, O you who applied kohl to the eyeliner

Don't say to forget me

And don't say that your love is fleeting and gone

In the heart, we set up nets

I am wounded and bleeding as if my blood had flowed

O delusional one, leave me

Hope from you is long My patience is long

They said Ram is away from you

They talked about us forgetting you, a saying he said

They were next to you

They set up a solution with you, uncle and maternal uncle

I wished we could meet you

The separation has become long, the situation has increased on me

I am walking in the sky

A year is a month from a day to a minute

How can I forget you

I will tell my story, I tasted it for the sake of terror

Treat me with your medicine

That piety has spread and is still going on

Purify him from your love

Increase your purity, he will find you with him

For the sake of forgetting

Surat "At-Tawbah" "Taha" and "Al-Nafl"

Soldiers with the angels

They wrote the good and the bad a mithqal

Just answer your father

My love is not forbidden, it is permissible

I hated those who are against you

They are jealous of you, they said the heart is not

You remain In your sky

I

A star shakes on the moon and a crescent

It spread in your light

It is impossible to cover the sun with a sieve

A poet and your enemy

My king is my slave and my revenge is a traveler

My sea is the heavens

A raging sea drowned in the mountains

The giver is an angel

Glory be to his name, the truth, he gave me the omen

©® Mohammed Rahal