Sometimes words cannot explain how you feel; you just have to remain silent. Albeit you can stop me from everything but cannot stop my heart from beating for you.
'I scout for love where I can't find rather wolfs-bane
No elixir can succor the pain
Pacing my way out of life
Scorn is the only thing left.'
I may not be worthy of your words but I want you to know one thing that love is just the beginning...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem