Oh! Love.
Thou have no heart
I. Surrounded by tears
Sought thy tenderness
Thou misterious dark!
Mocked at my sighs
How did thou dare
to treat me like this
Thou are not for my love
Thou are not for my heart
Thy love is only for anger
Only for hate
Oh.... No..No
I weep my dearest love
Thou are a lot for me
All the wealth I had and have
But thou......still misterious
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is a spiritual experience that affects all and sundry profoundly. Its effect linger long after the source of stimulation is gone. It's whimsical and temperamental, coming unannounced and may leave without warning. A lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.