Love evoking the kerfuffle of the heart and mind.
Slowly fracturing, weakening one's soul.
The person is hurt and complacent, unable to hide their emotions behind their balaclava.
Acquiescing halfheartedly to the sway of this so called Love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love struggles on way of life and conflict. Wonderful sharing definitely....10