I hate this lonely life I lead;
It wasn’t meant for me.
I’m made of half of love’s great life,
With you beside of me.
The mold is made for two to share.
Your arms entwined with mine.
I want to fill this lonely place;
With your heart next to mine.
I’ll search the world until I find,
The purpose of my soul.
And you will make my life complete.
Complete at last, and whole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope I am not over commenting but this is really very, very good. Exceptional writing. Has such a universal feel.