O Who Lives in My Heart
O you who lives in my heart
you are the most beautiful song ever I wrote
O the most valuable thing in my life
O who you keeps my thought busy
you are the most beautiful memory-
and the most pretty flower in my garden
dont think you are a stranger
nor confined in my heart
you are sitting on the throne
you are commander in the control room
I am stripped of free will
I am confined by your wish.
O who lives in my heart
do you feel my chests fire?
my hot blood and warm love?
do you hear my crying voice?
do you see my eye's teer?
when will your heart soften,
and release your prisnor?
my only hope before I die-
is To permit me one visit
to see your smiling face
or to receive a letter from your hand
" from your beloved to her lover
greeting of longing and respect"
that will be enough
then I will close my eyes peacefully.
2009 by Yassin Aref