How can you teach the heart to forget?
The face, the voice it yearns each day,
To rise with sunshine, not regrets,
And thoughts of you all swept away.
How can one teach this foolish heart?
What rules be made for it to follow?
For it decides where to depart
And there, the Mind refuses to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the rhymes and the thought. thanks for sharing. the poem is beautiful!