My Lady a poem by the poet Nizar Qabbani

My Lady

you were the most important woman in my history

before the leaving of this year

you're now...the most impoertant woman

after the birth of this year

you're a woman i can't count it with hours and days

you're a woman made of the poetry nectar

and from the Dreams' Gold

you're a woman were living in my body

before a million years

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My Lady

the one who was made of Cutton and Clouds

the one who i can call her a Rain of Jewel

and the River of Nahound

and a Row forest

the one who siwmmes in the water of my heart like a fish

the one who lives in the eyes like a folk of pigeons

nothing will change in my emotion

nor my feelings

not even in my heart or my faith

because i'll stay in the islamic religion

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My Lady

do not care about the harmony of time
nor about the name of the years

you're a woman and you'll still as woman

and in everytime

i will still Love you

when the 21 century enter
and when the 25 century enter
and when the 29 century enter

and I will Love you

when the seas drys

and the forst burns