I was waiting for her
With a rose in hand.
The time was laughing
At me standstill.
Hours passed, days passed,
Passed years and ages;
Yet she did not come
With no message!
Suddenly a thorn
Pinched me by a finger
Reminding of that
I AM A FOOL BIGGER!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes we take something other for love!