First swayed in minute gaps
Seconds ticked into timely knot
Doubt born and snow flaked
Into the riverbed!
Painful words pulled
All the hideouts;
Strangled the face of
The beloved;
An utter insult of the bienêtre-
To surrender to chastity
But not attained! Though
A true disaster to deal long after!
20th oct09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem