love is all suffering
when you don't know
how it can be
to love some one
your ignorance
is the road to
sorrow
when you find it
you are hurt with the pain
you bring for each other
pain with no end
now is the road
you may follow
and when you lose it
your tears and fails
is the life's darkness
hope for a true love
grows inside you
the inside which is
now full with hollow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Sara! A sad but true poem, but the light of a true love could come tomorrow to brighten this life so full with hollow! * 10 *! ! !