A woman walked in with a grin on her face.
Her friends left her on the cold ground to seek warmth on their own.
Her boyfriend's wife called her a home-wrecker and threw coffee over her.
She tossed the ring he proposed her with, into Brahmaputra and walked into another day.
Her boss framed her when she complained that he tried to molest her, saying she was a home-wrecker nd an attention seeker and that she was forcing herself on him.
She had to quit the job since no one was willing to work with her.
She began to grow a grin against the world. All the colors that adorned the four seasons sat tightly on her untainted lips to call everyone's attention into her grin.
Her grin grew wider and wider,
Until one day,
Only the grin remained!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem