Everybody wants to be loved,
But not everyone can give it.
Egotism builds a lonely house
With strong and solid walls.
There are windows without a view
Of the future shared with someone else.
The doors are not locked and
It is possible to push them open
And risk happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello, I am astonished to see my poem as yours. This poem was published many times in my books.: 1, Szklana Rzeczywistość (billigual volume) page 43,2011 yearISBN 978839288532-0, 2, Moments page 56,2014 year ISBN 9781304930262, 3, Love me page 51,2015 year ISBN 9781518660283, 3, Taste of love page 49,2015 year ISBN 9781329654181 All rihts are reserved Alicja Maria Kuberska PS IF you like me poetry you can buy a book but please do not pretend you wrote them yourself