Oh seen lots of poems and enjoyed
In fact stayed near to it with joy
But keep it veiled it and accept
Love is for self joy and hence must be secret
It must not be aired
Often it may be subjected to satire
People may soon loose interest and get tired
Let it remain with you and be admired
It is nice to feel and share
And it is exceptional and daring
Love is to feel and take care
I don't know how far it is fare?
Rose need not be told that it has fragrance
Its lovely appearance is to seen and taken as chance
E may have it or miss it at once
But must be borne in mind that one plus one only one
Oh seen lots of poems and enjoyed In fact stayed near to it with joy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ferg 2012.07.01 16: 34 writing for the pure joy of it! very nicely stated! Reply