When love was ‘she’, everyone needed her!
When love was love, men enjoyed her and could die for her.
Women gave her life, and love meant love!
Children had homes, and streets had pedestrians.
Now, love is ‘it’ and thinks it lives!
Men have lives shortened by love!
Women have been driven into insincerity!
Now, children seek shelter, and streets have occupants!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like your poem about love.