how can love be so
beautiful and yet so crippling?
how do you embrace it with
suspicion?
how do you embrace it tightly
only to be denied the much needed
company?
how did it pretend to you? and how
did you pretend not to know?
how can love be so beautiful as you
and yet so deceitful?
how can one imagine to be loved and
at the end finds emptiness in his arms
finds the void again inside his heart?
how can love be not love at all?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Serious questions set aside for sober reflection. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing Ric.