love is just a word to you
so is marriage a game
to be played as a prank
on fat thin or model like stand
a girl you need that is all
whose heart you like to play
like the strings of guitar you touch
and break it when chord doesnt play
love is only a word to you
having so many to flirt
although married yet you do that
how can your wife bear you
and the nonsense you play
what an ill mouth you have
that doesnt tire saying i love you
to every second girl coming your way
love is only a word to you
just been months that your wife finally left
and your girlfriend slapped your ugly face
and you have proudly started it all
gaining sympathy at mother's name
keep encashing your dead mother
one day a price you shall pay
as you have paid in the past
worse is coming your way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem