Balled up tight, my wounds are sealed
The scars are left, they never healed,
You think me insane, you think me rude,
For this unjust fact, it isn’t true,
All I wanted was eternal life, renewed,
What I got instead was, was something impossible to elude,
A pain so deep, A scar unseen,
My love is gone it cannot be,
How can something as beautiful as you be so cruel,
You took my love and played me for a fool,
I gave you my soul, I gave you my heart,
Our love was a painting, the most beautiful of art,
I should have known better
I should have been smart,
Our love should have ended straight from the start.
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I would like to translate this poem
You are bombastic! ! You definetly deserve to b among the top poets.. You are absolutely right.. Love is very cruel...beauty is devilish Yes! Only God knows why the Love is so unjust... My dying heart just says- You can hit me, kill me or destroy me, But I can do just nothing because, I love you. You can take me the zenith, Drop me from there and smile at my tears But I can do just nothing Because I love you Because I love you