My heart burns like a candle
Sending the flame up in the air
It illuminates the places around
It flickers with profound love and care
My heart is mellow like wax
It can take shapes with soft touch
It dances with joy in caring breeze of
Love and for survival doesn't need much
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The product of our heart shapes the world. Beautiful poem