IT IS TRUE, WHAT YOU love the most becomes your weakness,
Nevertheless, in you I find strength to stand firm in the desert of uncertainties.
When the stormy winds of turmoil grants no peace of mind
And the heats of trials and temptations offers no ease of heart,
Let the broad day light bear witness to my commitments
Let the strings of attachment testify on my behalf
That my endless love for you will usher me into the grave.
Even in my emptiness, I find completeness in your bosom,
To remain bold in the island of relevancy,
For the day you find love, it is the same day you find pain
If from the same eyes comes the tears of joy and tears of sorrow,
Then from the same love shall we rejoice and drown in the ocean of miseries
And be pulled out to the dry land of assurances,
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