I saw your face and realized of mine
They were appalling.
I was Bewildered if I
should close these curtains and hide,
or stare into those eyes of kind..
You've told me so, And Yeah I know
that those pictures You showed
were quite beautiful.
But what would've changed?
If it were not me but somebody else completely
Wouldn't it have been just as blissful?
so what makes us special
or what is it that defines us
and keeps us together
Is it love?
Well then I ask
Does a man who love life never die?
Can the love for the night
withhold sunlight in the sky
Could the love for summer, delay the winter
or loop time as such
so I ask again. Is love Enough?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem