You're my lifeYour eyes remind me of days gone fastand my regrets of the wounds of the past.All that I’ve seen before my eyes saw theewas a wasted life and they count it on me!You're my life which begins...

This is an old poem written in a beautiful language that deserves to be read. I am honored to be the translator and I hope it will inspire you and melt your hearts as it did mine. —————A GiftWhat will...

I've heard a voice calling at dawn. Calling from the unseen for the unmindful. Get up and fill the cup of hope before the cup of life is filled with the hand of fate. Don't preoccupy yourself with the past  nor with the future...

My Gazelle how they kept you away from me. Scattered my embrace and desertion a habit to be. I shouted: 'be kind my love.' She cried, 'No'. I replied: 'remember our fondness my wild Doe'. She said: 'those who love don't mind to...