Where do you live,
Secret love,
In the shadowy
Caverns
Of the subconscious
Mind?
Hiding away
For fear of being
Found out, but
Growing fonder
Of that person
Each day,
Yet, afraid to be
Discovered,
And sent away...
These impossible
Loves!
These secrets
That are blunders
Of the heart,
That, without doubt
Block your will
Like unexpected thunder,
Because you have no control
Over Love,
That you can't live
Without
And may haunt you,
Forever!
Stealing, the best
Years of your Life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The best years of life is the one that passed while in love. Lucky and fortunate are few rest keep hunting and those lost it haunts secret love lost in the shafdes of time. Thoughtful poem 5***