Ghazals of the Winter. I.
At night I lie awake, whispering somber cries
Nightmares of anguish; from your memory I cannot hide.
Only in dreams do I love, alas my fate.
Longing and longing; from your shadow I cannot hide.
What shadows have you had? What knaves?
I swirl in sickness; from this disease I cannot hide.
The brutal cold gnaws at my hands, warmth shall never be mine
Your smiles have forsaken me, from emptiness I cannot hide.
I shiver and whisper in the bitter grind.
Aching with forlorn dreams, from your touch I cannot hide.
It is over. The fires have seized me.
May the winds carry my spirit to your side. From your dream I cannot hide.