Effects Poem by Richa Ray
Effects
I should be miserable
I thought, so much
beneath him and her.
Sipping a glass
of ruin, it has
that vile effect.
But I have
a distinct remembrance
a portrait for appreciation;
Silly to try
to approve, or disapprove
of anything now.
Being engaged has
that excellent effect.
Through thoroughly stupid thoughts;
Through the noblest of motives.
A great difference made
if only one noticed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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