Talk to me in
My own language
If you so desire,
Know yaar*
My language is love.
And without love
I know my dear
You have no existence,
Love and love
Only love is ours.
Love is not to
Understand but to feel
love is warmth
And not chill.
* yaar - friends
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for the pom I will do that, A beautiful poem on love the eternal vision of ours