In this city ,
Beneath this flickering light ,
How long our love remain anew ?
This quiet chaos of your eyes ;
are my prophets .
They are baffling me .
Whom should I wish upon ,
Sun or moon ?
To not deny what I love,
When I have reached to religion,
The doors of temple-church were closed .When I pass through ayatollahs;
They spiral down me to books .
My eyes search answers ,
Monks made me to shut my eyes .
we are all lost .
Would you still love me ?
I know it takes time .
But , I have loved you since always .