The star was broken
The end seemed immanent for love token
There was co-incidence
But it took place at once
“No I am snapping”
She was furious and knocking
Hands were raised high
She was not in mood to lie
Neither did I offer
Nor differed
But kept quiet
I took it as ill fate
She was not to be told
As it was not end of world
I wanted to gain time
She left hurriedly with all blames
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The star was broken The end seemed immanent for love token