I can’t tolerate the pain of losing her,
She has come so near,
So close to my heart,
I can’t even imagine to, from her, part.
I love her more than anything else,
I love her in the truest sense,
Love isn’t a game for me,
It’s something heavenly.
Whenever she’s rather angry or sad,
Literally crestfallen I become; I feel so bad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem