A man's heart
Is a vein weight
Without prize of tokens
A women's heart
Is a frail vase
Crafted to be broken
All loves a feast
For crafty vultures
Of feelings - Never spoken
and poets
make their killing
selling - pretty slogans
Man and woman As the passionate humane poet draws love for their sane
Lol. You said it succinctly. Poets make a killing selling pretty slogans Yah may be. Careful angry poets dont stab you with a shogun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love it when you said that a woman's heart is like vase. We do tend to have our hearts broken easily Bravo!