Hearts and stones at times being alike, depending on how
we love wholeheartedly or not at all.
Touching us softly, our hearts respond quietly silently,
taking and absorbing it's feelings into our beings.
If on the other hand, a lover treats us badly, cheating,
lying or abusing, having our hearts turning to stone.
Maybe a turn of events takes our love and kills it, no
more in love, hearts no longer filled with love.
Only a stone-hard heart, hurt beyond repair, unnecessarily
being thrown into a deep despair, saddened and sorrowful
forevermore.
On this earth, no one able to help in recuperating from an
insipidness and forgotten love now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem