Lord do grant her peace of heart:
Needs she not a 'he'.
Guide her heart to your delight;
Just guide it far from me.
I've my leaks to weld and tar.
This hearts pre-occupied:
Bleeding; soon to overdose.
My Words kissed you and lied.
just eight lines...but the impact they bring out is umpteenth times powerful in poetic ways...you both need only peace...oh! Lord, listen please...10
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I would like to translate this poem
i really enjoy your poems they are a tad short tho try combinding your poems or just continue running with that single idea it feels like i walked in on a story but only got to hear part of it just enough to really really grabb my attention