Love of a woman
For man
Is like an electric charge
To light up his heart
And world
To enlarge his horizons
As far as where dreams
Create new worlds
Of art and beauty
Where from the depth
Of soul arise fresh springs
Of joy to proclaim
That life is a glorious
Adventure in the arms
Of feminine delicacy
And eternal beauty
Love of a woman
For man
Is like an electric charge
Which if gone amiss
Burns like fires of hell
Extinguishing all dreams
And hopes
A bleak nightmare
That burns the world
To ashes
And drains out
All blood from heart
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.