I neither love you,
nor hate you....
can't stay, can't leave.
I'm in great fever-
I want to flow,
wish to glow,
dashing against reef,
but, I am not a river.
I desire to be wind,
to get entwined,
forcing clouds to give,
their drops on me to shiver.
I can't touch,
can't go much,
but, feel a kind of grief,
as I can't be yours ever!
dashing against reef, but, I am not a river. Wonderful lines-they go deep in the mind of the reader
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very emotional. I like the flow of the lines. Good write