let me shed the hate
that ill applies to anger although consummate
unluckily discerned by trinity and bred
by esoteric tragedies and irregular neglect
I hate the allegation falsely wetly kept
in synchronized conspiracy and intersecting needs
I hate the condescension even subtly felt
I hate consuming hatred as it sticks like itch
I hate the hating as compelled and overwhelmed by it
I cannot come to terms with expiatory peace
I hate you with a hate that I alone deserve
for espousing insufficiency I succeed to keep
deep in introspection when I in quiet speak
to God who knows I'm never better
after a digested death.
I like that very much. Your feelings are expressed beautifully with perfect words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lots of powerful words there you should be careful, not all readers might undersatnd them Poetry, should be easy, even children can read it overall I gave you a 10 great job