You went and my heart has no patience without you
It is not surprising if the heart has no patience without you
Though I have no portion of joining to you I am glad that
My heart is not without portion of love’s memories without you
Though the flowers of garden charms the mind
They don’t charm the mind as well as the flower of the face of yours
As well as the ring of your love is around my neck.
The cross is not round the monk’s devotion neck
Come back let’s go to the private place of love
Where there is no sign of the riva l’s bad Oman’s shade
I said I might join to you by patience, alas
It is not the remedy for the pain of impatient heart rate
Since your beauty found joint with literature
No one deserves to join with ADIB except you.