Poem - My Greeting, Poet - Mohammad Rahul (Algeria)
My Greeting
Mohammad Rahul
Algeria
Send my greetings to the one with dark eyes
I miss him
It is impossible to forget him
The hope has long been and I am with him
I suffer without him
Longing is a painful torment for him
What is the cure for separation?
You taste his pain
You live sick and his enemies long for you
Forgive me, you see beauty in him
Among his women
He steals hearts and makes them drink
I see him on winter nights
My image is in front of him
He is with me morning and evening
Don't blame me, that's enough!
I long for his grace
Have you seen his anger? Have you lived with his coldness?
Even for a month
You swear by him
He brings news
He brings news
Say, say and bring news
Swim in the sea

