Your scent is in the air - Rauf Tagiyev

Beside me, a cup of tea has gone cold,
My days and months keep passing as I stare at the roads.
I forgot the seasons,
I can’t even tell if it’s winter or summer anymore.
Where are you, my love?
My voice, my cry… it can’t reach you.

The Martyr - Nick Joaquin

Being in love means never having to say you’re sorry
After all, at some point in your life
That love was the most important thing to you,
That love might be the one that you hoped would last forever,
That love made you believe that destiny does exist,
And that love made you question,
Why you were afraid to fall in love in the first place.

A painful memory - Haris Chand Adhikari

She is a painful memory
Collaged in my mental picture,
Deep somewhere she comes to caress me
And feeds me from her life