Oh Mr. what is the colour of love?
Who in love, ignorant.
Who is far ignorant too.
I'm born colour blind
Hoping to dig out it's root
Climb to atop
Even to smell it's flower.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm born colour blind... O what write to inspire...a beautiful meaningful poem..
Thank you my dear pet. God bless you.