I lost the beauty i once love
and i departed,
hate engulfed my heart
but the thought of you now
makes this sensation all worth it.
the love was not bed of roses
an indigent love we shared
heart and mind filled with ego
which made it light turn out.
the sweet aroma of love
turn into stench of underworld
that causes sleeples night and
endless days without good impression.
love that is contaminated
causes love ace on fire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem