Love is fleeting.
Love is escaping.
To the great horizon.
Fancy of the eyes.
Nothing to grasp.
Neither time nor love
You cannot.
No matter how much one tries.
Tears trickle down....
Lift your face.
Chin up...
Lonesome and homesick
No matter how much you try
You cannot defeat love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem