Love, blame me not for your sleep or demise.
For i have taken the front line of the battle
With a shield of faith n a spear of truth
Fear being an alien not treated kindly
Pure thoughts built on kindness and care
Anger kept at bay to touch not the ship
The storm is no threat for like a victor i would hold on and steer
The darkness is too thick though, i know not where this ship is headed
Love i wish to let u rest, blame me not i beg.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem