You hit the wall
my fist would bleed
your heart shall call
my eyes would read
the leaves may fall
yet alive be the seed
our dream so small
together we plead
this love is all
for the souls to breed
dark blames we haul
but we dare to flee
to burn and drawl
like a flame indeed..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in the world where the lovers are right now, they are crushed with countless blames and curses.. so they wanna meet and burn in the flame of love and fly away to another world where they can only find love and nobody is there to make them feel low..