Have you felt loathing
in those green eyes;
Despised by idle talk
of a loose,
spiteful tongue;
Perhaps detested
because of your flesh;
Or exercated, yes,
be denounced,
be named,
face a near-damned future
of lonliness?
And then,
You were hated,
But only because
Once,
You were loved.
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I would like to translate this poem
You really have covered that sad word HATE... so well. They are out there! Excellent poem.