Is what I feel actually love?
Or is it to fly away like a dove,
Leave like everything else,
Not even asking if I need any help,
I can't cope with this feeling at all,
The fact you didn't even catch me when I fall,
How dare you do this to me,
How dare you not let me see,
The truth and honesty behind you,
Now I am blue.
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I would like to translate this poem
If it's love you definitely do not need to be told. The mighty experience of love is a spiritual experience that affects anyone who is lucky to experience it profoundly. It comes with wonderful bliss, discipline, true, understanding, willingness to sacrifice... A nice poem penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem THE PHOENIX STRANGLER.