For rose
I don't love you.
Think you're beautiful more,
Innocent pure in friendship shore,
Hurt though.
(OF Love)
-April 02,2018 Chittagong
To close your eyes! ! Hose, Nose, Whose love? ! Hurt not the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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