O is it Love or is it Fame,
This thing for which I sigh?
Or has it then no earthly name
For men to call it by?
I know not what can ease my pains,
Nor what it is I wish;
The passion at my heart-strings strains
Like a tiger in a leash.
........oh this is a very creative and imaginative write.....loved reading it...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very sweet written. loving.