Roxelana

"Throne of my lonely niche, my wealth, my love, my moonlight.

My most sincere friend, my confidant, my very existence, my Sultan

The most beautiful among the beautiful...

My springtime, my merry faced love, my daytime, my sweetheart, laughing leaf...

My plants, my sweet, my rose, the one only who does not distress me in this world...

My Istanbul, my Caraman, the earth of my Anatolia

My Badakhshanmy Baghdad, my Khorasan

My woman of the beautiful hair, my love of the slanted brow, my love of eyes full of mischief...

I'll sing your praises always

I, lover of the tormented heart, Muhibbi of the eyes full of tears, I am happy."


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This is a poem written by Suleiman the Magnificent (of the Ottoman Empire) for his lover who was previously a slave in his Harem prior to their marriage.

They say: behind every great man, there's a great woman. I want to be that great woman, not the clingy woman who expects the man to provide everything.