The Nights Were Jealous Of Your Light

The Nights Were Jealous Of Your Light

A look surrendered to silence while licking the seaside,
Hijran is collected and placed on the shoulders,
The world falls between your eyebrows,
The noisy, fearful brunette is at the table of longing.

Where are you neighbor?
Blindness fell before my distances,
While his voice was shaking in my voice next to me,
Unreachable,
The lament was a love song belonging to your heart,
Nights were tulips, nights were roses,
Two drops of tears fell on the cheek of loyalty,
With a compassion that can make even barren lands green.

You are beautiful in the rose branch,
You spread your scent to the world from your branches,
Nights wrapped in your scent,
Butterflies cheering on the branches in the morning,
Your love blows your scent into the pupils of your eyes,
Snowdrops look forward to the evenings,
From the captive winter evenings to the frost,
It's like it heralds spring.

Is spring near?
Or did you return quickly, migratory birds?
Did this fake spring deceive you too?
Snow began to fall like wildflowers,
It was your silence that hurt my soul.

In the flurry of inverted sentences,
The night was flowing from my eyes,
In your eyes at night,
I was bleaching your hair in the morning.
The sun was rising on me brighter than ever.
The nightingale that landed on my window was singing about you,
You were sneaking a look as usual.
Your window is half open.

O rose of the night, may your secret remain with you,
Your eyes secretly looking at me,
Don't close your windows for the sake of being a neighbor.
I have encountered climates that are enthusiastic about your neighborhood.
I made a bunch of stars and sprinkled them in her hair.
The nights were jealous of your light and woke up at your door.