In my thoughts and in my imagination,
the true meaning of love is beyond my comprehension,
The mysterious aura of moonlit starry nights,
makes my heart yearn for the essence of love.
Love is intimacy of amorous hearts,
Love is the fusion of minds and souls,
Love is sharing of faith and trust,
Love is the will to overcome hate and angst,
Love is unselfish devotion,
Love is the prime mode of creation.
Love is the life support for souls,
Love is immortal even in extinction.
Still I don't know what love is,
Maybe love is love,
Or just an imagination,
In my lonely heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem