What a love is...?
is it word or feeling...
is it sense or emotion...
is it a kiss only, between two lovers...
is it laugh and joy...
is it worry and cry...
is it trueness here, and lying there...
or is it an endless happiness...
or an endless distress...
do every one in love is happy...
or every one in live, suffering a pains...
here my asking is, about love...
and about whom are in love...
after long and deep thinking...
i found that...
love is...
a pretty nice thing in our life...
contains a happiness and a joyful...
and also a cries and a worries...
and without love in our world...
there is no savor to our life...
and we should all...
live this love in its happiness and worries...
and to be always ready for it...
that is a love in my opinion...
so what do you think? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i agree, hazem. love is a mixture of pain and intense pleasure. very well described here. rachael