On a tragic uncertainty, I fin'ly found my nepenthe
The vibrance of her hair expunge the least of my ire
I ain't know why! Oh my! Here and hear this cry!
The melody of her voice brings chills to my poise
I am sane and there's no bane. My cry is 'Why? '
Look at those gaze! The gaze whom I freeze!
I was proud and profound but now I'm a hound
Let's stop this cruelty, I'm at peak of insanity
Glazy, gazy, breezy but crazy...
I'm in love but I am lonely.
If my die dies then I must die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem