YOU granted me..
your darkness your blindness
your cold your aging and
Longing never ruthless
In eleven poem and stanza
YOU granted me a bitter
and salty taste
never erased by 'licorice'
or 'Habiba Sweets'
YOU granted me..
your worst habits
Poems without rhyme,
memory remember nothing,
but thy name, and a few sterile letters.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem