Tears become Pearls when two minds marry
Lives become rose-beds when two hearts marry
When two souls marry, the World becomes Heaven
When all that is, true Marriage is done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But isn’t it a drab when marriages becomes as ordinary as changing gears when need to touch is prompted by some deflation, dent or disaster... but perhaps when souls marry stars sings and butterflies lit up as it chase after fireflies of colours