They say that heart's anger is like a fire
Just about to burst without head's control;
The more it's fueled by the wood of ire,
The more it brings blaze to the furious soul;
When one never gets his evil desire,
His hate turns high like a red-hot charcoal;
And when wall is built between the two men,
No peel of love will ever be given.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cery inspiring poem, I like it a very lot.5 Stars full, dear Mr. Bernard Sir!