A poem for her

I came to the lab, but I couldn't do anything. She was all in my mind. My sprite was full of her thoughts and feelings. I was feeling cool breeze of her beauty, and bitter feeling of her rejection. I wanted to focus on my work, but I couldn't, so I decided to write a poem for her.

It was as cold as winter when I didn't know her. It felt like spring when I met her the first time getting her student card with her friend. It was as breath taking as the summer when I talked to her for the first time, and I asked her if I could be with her, and she said "maybe." It was like autumn when I couldn't see her after that, and my hopes were falling down like leaves. It was sunrise when I saw her again, and sunset when she said she doesn't want to see me. It feels like winter and it's cold again, but it's not like before; it hurts now.

این یه شعره که برای تو گفتم. میدونم که نمیتونم بخونی اما امیدوارم که یه روزی یکی رو پیدا کنی که برات بخونه

ندیده روی ما از ما حذر کرد
 نبشنسته کنار از ما گذر کرد
نبشنیده سخن گوشش ز ما بست
 نبشکفته دو لب لعل از سخن بست
نبگرفته دو دست ما را رها کرد
 نداده دل به ما بر ما جفا کرد
نگه کردم به او زین رو که داند
 چه باشد اندرین جان آید بخواند
نخوانده جان ما رو بر دگر کرد
 چو عاقل در سفیه بر ما نظر کرد
نخندیده به ما نه مرحمت کرد
 نبسته دل ما این مصلحت کرد
دل ما بکشست و شد از ما گریزان
 خزانیست قلب ما و برگ ریزان
گرش دیدی که رو از ما نهان کرد
 از او پرسید چرا با ما چنان کرد
بخواهم از خدا روزی که آرد
 لب ماه بر رخ خور اش گذارد