I asked my heart:
Didn't you find another one to love?
My heart said:
His love is my fate and we don't write our fate!
I then asked my heart:
How much can you be patient?
It said:
I am confident that his love is my fate
So, I must be patient!
I kept asking my heart:
Till when will you tolerate this torment?
My heart said:
This torment is my life and who doesn't love life?
I finally asked my heart:
Are you sure of loving him? ?
My heart frowned and shouted at me:
Stop asking me your silly questions!
My path ends with him! ❤
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem