The Crying Tree

I wish I could be,
Like the crying tree,
The love that I envy,
Towards Habibi.


My heart is empty,
Emptier than the tree,
Who cried like a baby,
Longing for his company.


The tree cried when he,
Was still in its vicinity,
Not a teardrop do I see,
When he is far from me.


I want to be like the tree,
I want to feel his company,
Though not physically,
But he is present in me.

-AimanAzlan-