Sick of You

You are like the beautiful flowers that grow Among the grass where the alpine peaks show; Your wonderful smile came from my dreams; Its beauty is like warm sunbeams! Your brilliant eyes shine with light Like a bright star on a clear night; I’m so amazed to the whole Of my restless soul! I’m ready to stand anything every day If only someday I would find the way That can guide me to the place Where we are together in any case! I’m not for you, you said. It’s just a dream; you won’t find that. But for my soul that’s not plain, And your argument is in vain! How can I stand the pain of my soul And pull out you from my heart in whole?! I tried to do it, but it’s impossible for me: I’m sick of you no matter how to cure me! Please don’t be sad any day; You’re like the beautiful flowers on my way; I wish you to be happy every day; Forgive me for my poem anyway! February 2, 2022