LOVE WAS SELFISH
Poem By Chan Mongol
April 22 of 2022
Love never knocked at my door, never came to me;
From the far distance, I only saw its beauty.
Love never bothered to look at me deeply;
It de-routed to direction of gravels and avoided me.
It's not a gentleman like manner to chase one;
I never believed in violation for pleasure and fun.
True love never meant to kiss me but I saw its beauty;
It's not only me unhappy without love but many!
In old age, mind is there but things are so messy;
What else is there but to gaze and do fantasy!
Selfish love looked for dazzling wealth and its own type;
I was not made for her purpose in my entire life.
Perhaps, love meant only to be seen, what else it can;
I don't think it can carry me from the highway to heaven!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem