What is love
Other than pain
Pain in mind
In body
In spirit
Pain in stomach
Heart
And Eyes
For too many times,
have I cried over love
The love that doesn't exist
The love that threatens me
Pain is what I crave
For love is my only want
If aching is all it takes
Let me rot in a field of flowers
For flowers are the fruit of love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem