what have i got in return
a spoiled woman,
you have not seen
my worth
you have not felt who
i am
you have not valued
what i do for you
coz i have been sweet to you
my sweetness has
become so familiar
it is nothing to you
i am fed up
tomorrow let me see
how bitter can i be
and you shall have it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem