Life is meaningless without you
as is said there is no cure for love
the marble finishing, in the flat
and all this metaphor of love
dissatisfaction, not satisfaction
trees not desert
rivers not pebbles of resentment
all subjective adjectives, life fulfilled contextually, freeing the bird from the cage
all in the vehicle of poetry.
freeing the spirit
painting the picture, a delicate water colour
but yes i love you dearly
And i know love will take me in his gleaming chariot
I had no idea this love was so huge, only just managing to squeeze in these boxes., with only the golden sand, in between
us and the sea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem