Love is being handed freely from within, essentially
a stranger's heart, that I have come to know and love
beyond the scope of imagining.
A solitary conquest of a pure heart silently sitting
inside the mind of another time.
Loving to be loved and liked for who I am and being
astounded by the unison that has been shown through
this unusual arrangement of life.
Portraying the other side of the world, leaving me to
decide what is it I am to do now.
Leaving everything behind or keep it quietly close,
turning down the chance of a lifetime to find love
once and for all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's an amazing penning by the poet realizing the freedom of the soul through real love I write some few lines from one of my poems saying: Love is all, it can liberate A life from all the odds. Pure love is like that only Which emanates with glow.