Oh, My Love

Oh, my love
If you were at the level of my madness,
You would cast away your jewelry,
Sell all your bracelets,
And sleep in my eyes.


Translated by B. Frangieh And C. Brown


Submitted by Noele Aabye

by Nizar Qabbani

Comments (2)

jeweleries and your adornement are not necessary. simply sleep in me....... very good poem. tony
Height of love.......10+++