Love is a beautiful plant
requires a lot of nurture
care and attention
pains and sufferings.
Abandon, Lo, it weeps
not watered, look it is half dead
sometimes a caress, a touch,
some water now and then
It lives and it lives not
it slowly withers away
leaves fall one by one
atlast only remembrance remains
nothing else
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Atlast only the remembrance of love only a sweet memory and the poem is very beautiful.