Today,
Love is not a mystery
Has turned into a misery
Wish there was an easy way
A way in which death in day
Would make me stray
Into a coffin – dead and cold
My life would have been so bold
Like the Olympic torch
That burns without scotch or scorch
Took a U-Turn
In a moment bizarre
But life is not a pizza,
That goes stale with a burn
Life and pain are a whisper
Silently effecting death in a leper
Now they at me point gun
From head to toe – I cannot shun
Yet in a calculated tip-toe
Whence the heart so loved,
All indicators towards the beloved,
She has turned viper
Aims and hits like a sniper
With accuracy than anaconda
Faster than a racing Honda
Today, only today
I wish I never knew love… today
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem