Compassion with a reason
One grows with passion
The other may perish soon
Of unstoppable compulsion
Both are undeniably strong
Heating blood to a boil
The other one is wrong
Life spinning in turmoil
With an undying obsession
One walks in reality
The other on a lying vision
To a lost soul both can be blurry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think I'm that lost soul... Intriguing poem Kay. Take care.