Love is my master,
I shall not want,
To return to loveless moments,
Of the past,
Where I know not,
What would come to pass,
Ever searching for things,
That would not last.
True love is Forever,
And no one can sever,
The love you feel in your heart,
Or ever tear two lovers apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is an Act of Faith. Everyone who professes their faith must have a small (or large, as the case may be) trace of doubt as they do so. Why? Because that faith will undergo so many tests, trials and ordeals. Although you did not directly mention these things, I think your poem has the strength to withstand them. It's not so much confidence which counters the doubts and fears as it is COURAGE. and I felt that virtue was between the lines of the poem, lending its steadiness to the overal faith in love.