I've seen melancholy engulf your
face
for your pain and tension have
resurfaced
while here i endure a stab of guilt
standing secluded like the river silt
i seethed with emotion and anger
when on you they made a blunder
carried away as i was by your
fondness
i failed to realize the truthfulness
grant me your incalculable pardon
with me i beg on you to reason
look! how i abound in fidgety
for my ill-treat and atrocity's
enormity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great write. Liked it.