I'm not really laughing now
Truly to say that it hurt to love but hide in bush
Just can enjoy your smile from this bench
Hear your voice from the crowded
Smell your scent through the wind
Jealousy and anxiety come whenever I see you laugh with another women
Rainy reflects my heart
'm too strong to hide my tears
'm too strong to hold my feeling
It's not because loving you is hurt
But it's because I am a loser.. Love you from this bush
And I'm gonna be a fighter to make you become mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sincere marital longing. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks