The sea speaks and the mountains learns,
But to swing around like the harlots are your ways;
However, wisdom is a free gift and, it is always around you.
What is my iniquity before you?
What is my sin before you?
For, you have now broken the bond of this marriage! !
And, you are now playing the harlot.
May this water below be a curse to you! !
And let me rest my mind from all the odds around me;
Because, all my enemies will be called to account for their acts one day.
Conjugal or connubial bliss not being enough for satisfaction, she became a harlot. Leaving her unpunished is the most killing punishment to her. Peace be to his soul! Rated: ***** The texture of the poem is very smooth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Peace on earth! ! Wisdom is a free gift! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.