The tree under which
We met our love to enrich
Alas has fallen—
Now that our love's no more rich,
Vain, finding villain.
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Senryu | 07.10.2020 |
Topic: love, tree
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love should bloom so purely in the core of heart. Beautiful mind can understand the beauty of love that adores. This poem is interestingly penned.