I was told not to write about love anymore,
Love being the thing people just adore.
Unlike them this woman is disgusted,
Love broken and not yet trusted.
So to not write about love anymore,
Love that I was infatuated with before.
Thinking other subjects run through my mind,
But love I’ve dropped and left behind.
Another subject not love anymore,
Love that I’ve grown to ignore.
Hurt and incapable of this feeling,
Love gone heart still healing.
I’m not supposed to document love anymore,
This subject reading is a complete bore,
I’m not in love won’t feel this again,
Until I let go and who only knows when.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My dear, when I was born, I was injected with a high dose of love, since then, I haven't be able to overcome the result...I have no choice, but to live it up until I die...Please, read some of my poems and you will see...Love is love, by any definitions, just let it be, what will be, will be, well penned poem, keep it up, there is only one life to live and when we die, we just leave our legacies behind...Love and Peace,10+++