I want Your Eyes

 

She keeps the light of her room lit from a distance,

This lovely country girl who is not in bed right now,

As I am alone, and watching hers for every instance,

She still keeps the light of her room for me to know.

A kind of love she tries to send through this message

If it is not behind a dangerous game or some purpose

Than to tie one’s lover to her feet for the whole age

And to wish but to die together in peace, I suppose?

My country girl left me now before blinding darkness:

A shy gleam, when she showed, was my remembrance

Her beauty, let me speak the truth I see with frankness,

Is to heaven her golden and shinning eternal entrance.

My lovely country girl lives in the other side, so far

I can always reach her, for the light she turns is near

It guides me into dimness to where the red roses are

To pick only one rose that is to my heart truly dear.

Then late and deep into the darkness of the same night,

No one is awake, but an owl, even she whom I adore

For she sailed into her sweet dreams far from ashore,

Until she became lost from view and totally out of sight.

I never thought a day would come two lovers are apart,

Like a dream in a dream, it ends, and we open our eyes,

We see the day, without dreams, is so bright unlike lies,

And hardly can we bear the pain or each other to depart.

When you are dormant, my girl, and I have no company,

Only little scattered stars which really felt some pity

Over a poor wanderer, miles away from the city,

Who will show him the way as the stars are many?

When darkness has the right to invade, it has reigned,

I lost all my strength to protect this heavy love,

I want your eyes to be next to all the stars  above

Do not close them, I feel weak, if I move, I faint.

(Poems of Youth Period, Spring 2004)

Fayssal Chafaki فيصل بن محمد الشفاقي

The Moroccan Poet

2012