Love is something you won’t like
For someone to think over and dislike
It may not suit to his liking too
It is left to individual to feel true
I believe the true things look apparent
In each word it is felt lively as present
As reader, writer or true lover
One need not feel who is believer or not
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When eyes speak Words fall weak