What is the love?
I asked to the sky above
Is it the sunshine or rain?
Does it make you smile or pain?
Why do people pray for, live for?
Even it didn't care you anymore
Love,
You are angel or devil
Or something I can't draw with pencil
Because it has no you
Never had you before
I argue
And I still ask to the closed door
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
............love is a feeling....love is a closeness....love is a connection...