I HAVE THE CONFIDENCE

You misunderstand my intentions,

Misread my humble affection,

My words appear heavy to your kind ears,

And you desert me amidst despair.

I give the responsibility of my feelings,

To the peace pioneer silence.

Yes, I see you come to the front;

I watch your stays and movements,

My soul wishes to communicate,

And share the storms, rains and light,

It enjoys or suffers each moment,

With its counterpart, you my sweetheart.

It vibrates vigorously and incessantly,

My lips shiver seriously,

But I gulp the pain, the strain patiently

And move away from the arena silently.

When the pain grows beyond my tolerance,

I take the asylum of my rhymes

And humbly they sing out my heart,

Silently with you they communicate.

I am aware of your supple heart,

I know the sweet feelings in it,

I trust your judiciousness,

Hence, I have the confidence,

That you will return to me,

Sooner or later depends on my destiny.