Your New Companion
I hid my face in the dark,
I stayed away from your sight.
How do I show you that face now, tell me?
The face upon which you once looked and said,
you would be mine, crossing a hundred obstacles.
Yet when I hid my face,
and when you walked a new path,
your companion became another man.
One with whom there was no promise between us.
Feeling for a Person
Disconnection may cause the death of a relationship,
but not all feelings die.
Once a feeling is born for a person, a part of it remains forever.
Just as some memories of adolescence suddenly scar the heart even in old age,
a similarly etched feeling for that person continues to remain.
Man
As difficult as algebraic formulas are to an illiterate person,
understanding a man is even more difficult than that.
Neither can his partner understand him,
nor does his family have the ability to understand him.
Just as it does not matter to the illiterate man even if that book burns before him,
seeing a man burn matters to no one.
Though the book burns to become fuel for that person’s cooking,
and the man burns bearing the burden of providing the cooking supplies.
Crime
For how many days I tried to obtain you,
how many nights I passed sleepless thinking of you.
You were busy in the love of false acting,
and I thought, ah, such love.
Is there any crime greater than this in a lover’s life?
The Eyes Know
My two eyes know only this,
how many tears I have shed, how cruel the world is.
And they also know,
how self-seeking I am for the world’s sake.
I know death is the ultimate, certain truth,
yet how desperate I am to remain here still.
I Will Ask No More
With the arrow by which you wounded me,
you became the killer.
If ever I survive,
if ever I can pull this arrow from my chest.
I will ask no more,
even if you come to understand your mistake,
even if you wish to return again.
You have closed the road of your return,
you have lost me in an endless crowd of people.
Expressing Feelings Through Tears
Humans are unique among creation because they can express feelings with words.
But though I wish to, I cannot tell the unreachable you
how fiercely storms rage within my chest.
So I too, like an animal, express my feelings through tears.
The Bird That Does Not Understand Love
A bird that understands love returns even if released.
A bird that does not understand love,
cannot be kept even when locked in a cage.
At the slightest gap it flies away.
A bird that does not recognize its keeper finds love hard to receive.
And because attraction is rarer,
the price of that bird is higher.
Expressing Pain
In the hope of happiness I squeezed my heart to ask for whatever I wanted,
and I received much of it.
Yet those very things wounded me with pain.
Now I am thinking deeply,
if sorrow is bound to receiving what one desires,
then what would have happened if I had received everything I wanted?
Thinking this, I found no language left to express my pain.