I deemed it affection, a sweet love affair
But lo! I am suff’ring, I’m sensing despair
Entangled I was, but she loosened the tie
Ill treason! No reason, not even goodbye!
Repented of times when I really did care
Of love or of friendship she’s been well aware
She hurt me despite that, my love had no scope
And now here I’m gath’ring the wrecks of my hope!
Blaouza
September 16th 1986
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem