What is that, very beautiful in you,
Analytical chemistry that speaks of quantity,
When the quantified love is qualified,
That one person dwell in your mind is blessed,
The splitting lips touch and separate,
To speak the truth of nectar in the soul,
What is that wonderful, in you,
The hand churned butter looks whiter than,
Just delivered clouds, take a tease spoon,
Of it and drop a blackberry to be the eyes,
The eternal beauty derived through what we see,
Friend, your eyes can shoot anything point blank,
To undress the illusion of that multi colored rainbows,
What is that strong in you, none can demolish it,
With their thorny slots, you are born to be happy,
People come and go all our life, don’t weep and be sloppy,
Hibernating with those gone may not balm the wound,
Forget the loss which is not yours or mine,
There are so many better things around,
We can explore it whenever we yearn to want,
Stop crying for those gone as they are too weak,
Not as strong as you, you are too great,
To plant the roses on the tomb of their graves,
Every time the rose blooms, it reminds you of your strength,
Letting them to go away from your life for your own good,
Give the blooms in bouquet to the person who deserve your love.
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I would like to translate this poem
Giving blooms in bouquet to the right person of love. Good one. thanks.