Yesterday I told
I love you.
Previous day I told
I love you.
Today though the same rhyme
I repeat,
I feel
My words float like oil sludge
On my Mediterranean sea heart
And real love
Like beautiful Albatross
Sinks in dripping
Tar of hate.
Not love, not love
From love's womb
Hate's born free.
My smiling love
Only green-eyed envy
Ends up in your destruction.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely nice poem, your first at this web.