A loving lady looks around listlessly and lands
The person she truly believes is her Mr Right
They court, caress and cuddle with all brands
Of promises, kisses, dishes, wishes and swishes at night
At sunup, at sunset and they convey their nuptial desire
To a clergyman, announcing their intentions to tie the knot
Hearts filled with hope, minds on fire
Miss Right and Mr Right plan patiently, every i they dot
Lavish leisure Miss Right and Mr Right they sample
Eyes refuse to see blights, ears refuse to hear the diss
Lurking in the background in time ample
To rectify distortions, to miss the kiss
That poisons reasons, putting reason to sleep
As blindly they trudge along with deceit
Half truths but Miss Right and Mr Right weep
When their volcano erupts because frivolous feet
Undermine matrimony, malign harmony
Spoons in bed instead of lovers
Anxious to avert, to amend acrimony and to modify, to mollify monotony
Miss Right faces left, Mr Right pushes bed covers
As far away as possible as a chasm
Grows bit by bit
Miss Right and Mr Right caress sarcasm
No longer interested in their wise wit
As slowly a home metamorphoses into a hot house
Where neither partner wants to be
Because stress and its louse
Inhabit and cohabit and peace no longer they see
As nagging, bragging, swaggering and swearing
Take over a once promising union
That dissolves and involves clanging ear-rings and fighting feeling
Leading to acrimonious action and reaction minus affable affection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is a well written poem.