lullabies in my head just wont go
tantrums thrown in the dark oh so low
love is lost but not forgotten
for hate has come and made it rotten
love is like the ocean floor
looks smooth and clean like a door
but is rocky and uneven
like a mountain in dry season
a true loves call is unmistakeable
it lasts and is unreplaceable
but deny it long enough
and love will move on and life will be rough
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem