OF LOVE – Poetry, by Ahmad Shamlou

OF LOVE

The one who says “I Love You”, is a sad fiddler, who has lost his song. Only if Love itself, had a tongue! A thousand, blissful hoopoes, laugh inside of your eyes. Thousands of silent canaries, stay still in my throat. If only Love itself, could have a word! The one who says, “I Love You”, is a sorrowful midnight, that looks for its moonlight. Only if Love itself, could have talked! Thousands of suns, smile in your tread. Thousands of gloomy stars, cry in my yearning. If only Love itself, could be speaking!

(Ahmad Shamlou)

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