the heart that loves
does not quit
the heart that loves what it does
does not stop doing
even if it is unfair
even if it feels cheated
the heart that loves still keeps on doing what it loves
even if it does not reap what it sows
the heart that loves keep on loving
even if the beloved leaves it for another even if the beloved dies...
the heart that loves what it is doing keeps on doing it
because it loves and love is not measured
it is not a number, not even a word, it is what it is...
it is what it ceaselessly does, despite everything...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is real thematic poetry, not the stuff some high Toms writer up there. Keep it up!