When someone likes a woman,
she very carefully preserves his liking in her heart,
her heart carries the liking for a period,
it needs to grow in love.
How much time she takes,
to return your liking as love,
depends upon your liking,
if your liking was just an impulse
it's aborted from her heart,
but if this liking is sincere,
it grows in a cute infant.
Yes, whatever a woman has,
even her heart is a womb!
And that's why she will face her creator,
confidently with a bold smile.
We the men lack this bold smile!
I have been fortunate to have many wonderful women as friends. Your poem gives them their due
A lovely poem, ..........................................................................
Beautiful write. The smile of a woman can do wonders. A lovely tribute to womanhood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love grows in silence and emotion remains in mind. Smile opens the door of love. An amazing poem is wisely composed...10