When thelove took over
Night and daybecame alike
Nothing seemed similar
Yet everything seemed alike!
Sharp pain in my heart
Vanished as the snow
In a sunny afternoon
And garden of love
Ŕose in its full bloom
Who says that love hurts? ?
If it does..
Was it love? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Aakash Nengroo. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.