Whole night
The pain on candle
Plummeted
To make the heart shape
On the floor
And every heart appreciated it
No pearl, no star
Not even moon
Can match the sacrifice
And the pain it has gone through.
I don't know much about sacred heart though I remember to have read about it somewhere vaguely...you've brought out an effective picture of it in this poem very well...I like the way you've used the words candle and pain ...well done Asim- a full 10 and a big more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Outstanding work.....thank u.....