You burn my mind like hell
But it emits sweet smell!
Now you treat me like your childhood dolls
And turn my eyes into waterfalls!
Why have you made me fall in love -
You have stained my white shirt enough!
Now I know all our efforts are in vain
The closer we get the greater the pain!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is better to have loved and lost, Than never to have love at all. I agree with you and your pain. A Love fully given, must never be a regret. Your heart is pure and you can be ready to love again. This is life.... I invite you to read some of my poems, too. A very nice poem indeed! Thanks for sharing.