DEBT
After thinking,
spell of pain comes,
the life passed,
in the wish of life,
alas!
i can`t live on my terms,
the lips laughed,
but eyes never laughed,
there is still water in eyes,
perhaps some dream is there,
perhaps this is the debt of being women
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'perhaps some dream is there, perhaps this is the debt of being women' Excellent observation, nice poem.10+++