Real love
Speaks with voice of strings
It kills the heart
Softly, with facile strokes
Caresses, from invincible mundane
Strings, free and pure
Of melodious heart, brimmed with peace
Strings
Invisible to the eyes
Harmony to the ears
Lures to the heart
Real, real love
Speaks with the voice of strings.
15/10/09
Makurdi, Nigeria.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem