whether wrinkled face,
or a brand new heart
it's never quit easy
to tread on such thin ice.
matters only for the eyes,
remain unknown to the heart
that holds with much ease
emotions cold as ice,
such as love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are right, Mark. It's really difficult to tread on a wrinkled face or a brand new heart. That's the difference between eyes and the heart. This is a unique and a wonderful poem. Keep up the good work. Best Wishes Naseer