Love maybe felt sour
That it might cause bitterness
It's nevertheless a spring -garden flower
With sweet and everlasting tenderness.
Love is a hub of all good feelings
Thus neither a door can bar nor ceilings
To go far and wide spread.
Love is a music inevitable to the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem on love welkin