I believe I am not unique in my crucifixion, There are many lives besieged by more fatal spears,

Many consider worldly life To be an episode of suffering,

Thousands of stone hearted beauties have cast their fatal arrows in my heart, By the intensity of my love and their hearts like brass or lifeless glac...

We must fall many times before we learn to walk endlessly, We must sin countless times before we achieve the summit of piety,

Beauties have cast their arrows of fire in my heart, By me falling in love a thousand times, they as distant as the stars.

Lovers are like two twin roses, Love is as constant as the northern star,

Let the growing Crescent become the full moon, Let the bud become a flourishing daisy of June,

Injured and wounded a thousand times by life, Her love and affections became a heavenly pharmacy to my existence,

I quest for marriage and fame like twin felicities, Metaphors of victory over all my defeats in life,

My days were full of psalms and celebrations, My hours were a perpetual April,

Her beauty is like the sunrise, and her affections like the lasting fountains of Abe Zamzam, That when I bathe in them, I am purified of all the germs...

Why isn't my existence like the everlasting stars, that endure forever and never fade,

Gods' empire extends beyond the universe, Our planet but a speck of dust in the limitless cosmos,

I yearn to escape from the jail of the world, The phantasmal prison of my life,

Love and beauty, those sacred blessings, I have loved their most Celestial heights,

Were I to possess the Crown of joys, I would barter them all for her priceless love,

Her beauty is like the full moon on the darkest midnight, Her beauty resembles the gorgeous meadows of June,

A woman might appear to be beautiful, A visage fair as the full moon, well sculpted in body,

Futile are all the religions and creeds, Like the faded roses in winter,

My life was a profound hell, beyond expression, A chapter with narratives of utter misery and suffering.

Forgive us, our embryo wisdoms, cannot comprehend your mysteries or your ways,

We must gain the thrones of love and virtue, And remove the stains of ego and dark vices from our personalities,

There is a love diviner than life, That the throbbing heart cannot fathom,

The poet is the healer, delight, and fragrance of posterity, By a quill and many parchments, the conquest of humanity.

Your beauty, gift and masterwork of divinity, Has kept me in vassalage all my life,

My faith was once like a granite fortress, That ruthless armies could not destroy.

Those that with beautiful hearts cross the kingdom of life Who entertain the holy essences of goodness and grace,

Our pure love is like the painted and beautiful flowers that blossom in April, when they are kissed by the early spring,

Lovers are like two twin roses, true love a beautiful union time can never end,

You came into my life like a beautiful morning, like a glorious dawn after the worst of midnights,

My beloved, my fair and lovely Aphrodite, your loveliness is thrice fairer than the glorious full moon. You are like a star of beauty… far more beauti...

Your beautiful heart, that time can never stain, is a treasure that is a blessing for others, and combined with your purest love, fills my life with f...

My beloved, the light and heaven of my life, I was thirsty for true love all my aching life,

You are everything to me, you are worth more to me than all the priceless riches and treasures of the world, you are the oxygen and air that sustains...