Poems ✍️

No Valentine ever did love like me;
Who where loved his beloved from so far
As I love you, Lorena? If you see
Anyone in whole world, I'm a liar.

No Valentine suffered ever as I
Do for your love. For my isolation
From you, every day, Lorena, I die
And get alive for you with full passion.

From Bangladesh every second I pull
Your heart; my heart peacefully rests with you.
Seeing my love, Valentine becomes a fool,
All the eyes of lovers get full with dew.

Lorena, o my Mexican nymph, say:
'It's not Valentine, it's my Sayeed Day.'