Life is not enough, it leaves us alone and defeated in
the end, wondering why we had so little joy and happi-
ness and so much pain and suffering instead.
A telling tale of disturbing events and lies all adding
up to the ending of life one day when least expecting it
to happen.
Crying in a lost desert where there has never been any
love to speak of, sensing the emptiness that fills me
yet, because of a life lived without love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life lived without love is dead! We need love to move on. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.