I may never love again
Though the toes of love has work in pain.
In painful memories crooning in me
How I searched and pains I see.
The light of love has dimmed and dark
Echoes of true love never sounds but lack.
Bitter love my heart now feed
If only my ways love could heed.
It’s another month I’m bitter with no resolve
May be tomorrow will tell my love
My eyes at lovers sharing pleasantries
My cheeks will never be planted with kisses
A million times my heart bleeds but I made up
Now I no longer drink from love philters cup
How then can glories be told in pain?
I’m in doubt if I will ever love again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The pains of love. Nice poem.