Pain is beautiful.
A perfect union of fire and peace is love.
A drop of venom in the veins
Ripping apart every piece of a glazed paper stained red
Making the body ache
and the alkaline water oozes from the eyes,
dancing in the agony,
Endowed with the delight of fierce love.
Oh, how it fastens the body with barbed wire
Making the skin, bathe in blood
Unbearable is Love.
It sews the soul with red hot needles.
The one who sails through this sea of fire
Tastes the pure nectar
And strength in the voids of the soul.
A perfect union of fire and peace is love Endowed with the delight of fierce love Tasting the pure nectar. love is all we need, in the absence of love, we simply vegetate. thank u for this poem which makes the reader think a lot. tony
Throw yourself ten for going Indian again. What about Russian?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Asavri, An admirable poem on love and pain of separation, loneliness. The opening line, : : pain is beautiful: : inimitably simple but expressive... Every line, nay, every word, arouses the agony, douses the smile. Love, : : How it fastens the body with barbed wire, : : : : making the soul bathe in blood: : (I made the change deliberately) ... I join the chorus: : Unbearable is love: : My hear is just heavy, with your pain... A drop venom..
Beautiful, thank you so much.