love isn't asking, when it is taking into the captivity.
love doesn't ask but it is forcing his way by force
then you have trouble when to sleep you cannot
you aren't sleeping after nights and you are mixing
the day up with the night
what you made it that you had been overcome by force
it difficult love, unavailable and the beauty
you can from it to escape but you don't have where
the obsessive thought is only tormenting you
in order to tame it so that she is nice
only for you every day more beautiful
it is a familiar truth, that in love power
what from it, that sometimes incomprehensible
important didn't miss us
unimportant even, when for it a time will pass...
love and its subtle dimesions..well described..simply fell in love with this poem
smooth and lively beautiful! it remind me of Chopin's Ballades! keep writing!
A Love power is a soft power............not a hard power........Love is like a water in palm...........if you try to grasp it while closing you fist, it will escape..........Loves frees...............Good Write....10+++..........
Beautiful and real. Ability of describing such feelings, is characteristic of your writing. Very much I like it and when I am reading opinions, it isn't only my admiration :) DA
well, i will borrow again the wrds of hazem al jaber....am speechless to this poem...nice..cheers... naizz
wow.. stunning one.. yes, , when its an honest love.. its knocks your door with no ask.. i love it.. thank you maria.. hazem..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very true. Love never asks or seeks permission. It just makes its way. A very wise and meaningful love poem. Regards Naseer