A sweet feeling of great
fondness taste like sugar,
Not sour.
Out here we have love-sick youth,
They never happy,
Their in need of great salvation.
Love; A bad entusiasm for adolescent.
It makes them to things they regret.
Early love its cigarette to young generation.
Love was never music to kids but a game
Love was never for you.
wow this poem is so awsome :) its very great, I love each line of it. -Sofia Darling-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet and to the point