If there is such thing as love
Show me how blind it is
Does it need a walking cane?
How can it ease your pain?
How does it read your feelings?
What song does it sings?
When it is blind and couldn’t see
Whether I am smiling
Or maybe I’m crying
Can it comfort me with its touch?
And cry me with as much
Would it be able to stand by me?
Whether I’m right or wrong
Will it listen to what I have to say?
Will it be there when I’m grey?
When I myself couldn’t see properly
Will it be there to remind me?
That it is there and I’m not alone?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem