I met a deadly beauty
With an ugly life
She was looking for a lovely home
Instead of homeless lovers
Either it was simply destiny
Or just an accidental complexity
I was involved in and with no way-out
She had seduced me and didn’t get out of my way
I told her to go away
But she had the goal to stay
Sometimes I had this increasing hate
She was always in that lovable state
One day I had a strong belief
That I had become incredibly weak
The next day she left my lovely home
Having turned me in a homeless lover
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
niice poem, nice portrait, keep writing.10