Love turning on and off, bringing joy and
happiness then shutting it down without
warning.
Solemn and antagonistic, the way of life
as it travels down pathways of unforgive-
ness and mean-spirited attitudes.
No one ever being sure of it's presence,
not knowing if they're holding it's dead
flowers or blossoms no longer in existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem