Let the seasons try their luck harder
Let them shoot their wraths on me
For Love, strongly and sternly standing
I was, I am and I shall be
For I am not who I used to be
I feel more human than ever before
For now I've been loved by love itself
I've seen, I've felt, I've lived it now
It's an attribute purely human
not a thing of some fairy elf
Well the earth is now the comfort bed
The skies are now Aman's roof
It's far beyond a sane's thoughts
Even farther from a fool's proof
Oh Love! , you are the sweetest flower
With the thorns that bite but do pinch not
that are the cariers of the sweetest pain
Love, Love, Love, Love
Love is Love and Love is I
Love's my seasons and Love's my rain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem about love. I like these two lines: For I am not who I used to be I feel more human than ever before This is your first poem published on this website, so welcome to Poem Hunter!