Anguish
My charming love attracts this side, magnificent God that side
Which side should my loyalty go the distinction is wide?
Be my mansion of heart deserted, why my eyes shed tears
A silent desert excels the town where doomsday’s trumpet blares
It seeks no healing hands of Jesus, its torments contain
Compared to reluctant relief I prefer ceaseless lethal pain
Opposed to cruel realities, O life! With radiance of mirage cope
In contrast to colossal darkness of despair, better a flicker of hope
A minion of loyalty I am and my love knows only this
‘Yes’ for whatever you ask for, ‘yes’ for what you wish
Was it my sagacity or a brainless act of heart?
To embrace even the death happily for beauties that enchant
She is benevolent cloud of rain and I pernicious gust
What you heard were honest words and what she said was just
If Yamin, your goal is love, then why do you complain?
What should life reward you with, if not anguish and pain?
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