Poems

In the Bowl of this World

In the bowl of this world
Look at the rose of our passion Mian 
 
Even if we don't eat together
Even we don't sit together
We can at least dream together Mian
 
Even if we don't drink together
Even if you don't recognize us
At least look at the colour of our wine Mian
 
How is the sun setting in the lanes?
How the river flow is reaching my door?
At least look at our restless hearts Mian.