Love is Life
Life is love
Love is the road that leads to life
Life is the flyover bridge
Where love passes
Life is a vacuum
Waiting to be filled up
By the gentle love
Just like an empty glass cup
Waiting to be filled
With sweet wine
Because
Love is life
Life is love
Thanks Susan for your excellent and valuable comment on this poem. Thanks for taking time to peruse this poem.
I like this- -how it circles back to the beginning is an exceptional touch. Your metaphors are very effective. Well-written piece, Sylva..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is life Life is love