Darling, your insufferable love
Posted by: adonis49 on: March 26, 2010
Darling, your insuferable love; (Mar. 25, 2010)
Your love is a strange green bird
It grows on me like a bird grows
It pecks on my fingers and my eyelids
How did this beautiful green bird showed up?
I had no thought on the matter
Who is in love never thinks.
Your love is an insuferable baby
Who breaks everything on the way
He pays me visits on rainy days
He plays with my notebook and I am patient
He plays with my emotions and I am patient.
Your love is a trying baby
People sleep and he stays awake
A crying baby I have no heart to chastise.
Your love grows alone
Like wild flowers on my doorsteps
Your love is an island
Even dreams never reach it
No explanations and no words account for it.
What kind of love is yours my baby?
A burning candle?
Or a devastating storm?
All that I know of my emotions
Is you are my love.
Who is in love never ought to think.
Note: abridged free translation from Arabic of the late famous Syrian poet Nizar Kabbani
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