Rise or descend love won't fall,
We are not the pillars of love
Blue Sky, True lies but still we stand tall
None other than the Lord almighty above
shall feel the love in the air
The earth is huge
containing the ascents of love,
Love in the air too much to loose
hate is proud as gold
as the wielders of it knows it's coldness
brag not of such cruelty, as it is the oldest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Insightful poem indeed. Thanks