Love has fooled you.
First
so you fool love in return
you pretend you are Love
You are second.
The Third one is the Newcomer
in this game
a tragic play in fact
where both are losers at the end
First there is A hELLO
THEN
The goodbye, The fourth one is
not forgotten
but the Fifth one learns from
Love itself
It forgets, heals, takes time
to ponder
and decides that the only way to live
is still
To love again.
This is the Sixth sense.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem