L ove is a gift and a curse,
O ften it gives us great pleasure but can also cause us great pain,
V ery difficult it is to measure how much you love someone or thing,
E ven though it is almost always eternal – no matter how small.
(20/09/09)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear No tool to measure love It has no boundaries.. it is........ Good poem, short, but expressive Rgds Nooruddeen