Just like the wind and the storm
Breathes its life into troubled souls
Just like the dry leaves
Aids the wild fire
So did i yearn to tell the truth
The truth that i loved him not
That was surely at the beginning but
My parents knew best
Of who i was and what i am
The best gift ever is you
Though forced to marry you
I have learned to love you
I have accommodated and trusted you
You can never equal the word patience
Yet through it all you convinced me
Even if you knew they were wrong
The best gift ever is gone
Learning t your bed side i now know
How lifeless you felt on our first night
Vague, emotionless, pitiless and morbid
Yet two sons you have gifted freely
No matter how my heart yearns
Never can i utter those words
For they are mere words
And we shared a lot more than that
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