Love is like a Blue Ocean,
When pondering into it,
Be sure that you can survive;
Ups and Downs, Straights and Rounds,
But control the outrage,
When you badly strive.
Love is like a Rainbow,
A ominous time and,
A bale dance of rain;
But, while painting your colors,
Make sure that,
You can stand alone in pain.
Love is always an endless journey,
Route might be rough,
Or broad or narrow;
But it’s bondage of hearts,
However, whenever,
Whatever, joy or sorrow.
Love is like an unburned child,
No matter how hopeless,
Nurture all your care;
It might prevail stubborn,
But make sure,
You can dare.
Love is like a windy hollow,
Nothing but all of which,
Just a matter of intimacy, and a matter how you feel;
So never be exposed first,
Unless being loved by,
And this is how, all odds in love, you can heal.
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice, impeccable. So much feelings, thinkings behind it.