It sways in the heat of the moment,
The mind shuts in its advent
a feeling of euphoria, a feeling of regret
unwarranted thoughts being set.
The doubtful heart seeks other warmth,
the once scornful ego now dismounts
reveling in a shortened bliss,
dreaming for that poisoned kiss.
the self dissuades the mind, not
a certain shade that the heart sought
pride denies self to thread this path
that too many others had already plot
A reminder to not let the loyal heart fall
A reminder to not let the soaring thought stall
revelries are only meant to be imagined,
and not to be asked of in chagrin.
Don't let the man break his oath,
Do not let this destroy them both.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem