One who rushed Hides in the caves
Shielding himself From love waves
All because he Crashed and Mistaked.
He had seen the Other love Frowning face.
He should have Prayed, wait.
But before you Crash, love is blind.
We only not see Through eyes
But also through Minds.
So for such person Love is a knife
SLASH all it does ìs Hurt in slice.
When he sees in Heart
A flaming love, he Quenches
With water of fear.
He cut down love
That grows.
But as mortal as he Is
He may at last be Trapped by
Love.
writing out of personal experience is deep, in a sense that it sends a stronger message. Luv it
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I would like to translate this poem
good wordings... good work