The Beauty is commanding
And the Love is demanding
But the world has its own turn
Which lets the love burn.
We wish to achieve
Whatever we believe
And we believe what we see
Our eyes feed on Beauty
It holds our heart and soul
We want to get our goal
We dream and we parch
We hanker and we march
But the world hinders the way
By setting on us another day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem