How cruel of thee to question the love divine,
Although thou know the essence of love for thee;
In the name of love thou still repine,
And deny all the things thou see.
Look how far thou gone from the essence of love,
Further away from love, for the loneliness thou adore;
Altering all the sweet memory in jest and laugh,
To a forgotten moment of love thou explored.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem