Love juices oozing out
slowly and spontaneously
From my body
Being hurt
Where, unknown to me
The pain, the agony, the plight
Mixed with ecstasy
I rejoice everything
For being hurt
By love itself
I know
Someday or the other
I will succumb to my doomsday
Prematuredly without love
Predestined
I accept with all my senses
For the cause
I love, my love!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one a lot