I knit my heart to the ground
I paint my face with hurt
I smile not with the sky
Not knowing the more the thoughts, the more it hurts
The broken heart may hurt
Life's breeze may fail
The sun may grow cold
But love will remain unchanged.
Paint me with your troubled heart
Strike me with your harmless power
Show me your devilish side
Yet, there won't be a change of heart
Beyond your hateful speech
Beyond your lonely might
I'd bridle my heart and
For at the end, love wins
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful love poem. Thanks for sharing. Enjoyed reading it