Your glittering
earring
falls amidst
the chatter
into your drink.
There it hides
amidst the ice
cleverly camouflaged
amongst the cubes.
You reach
to take another dainty sip
but being thirsty
down the lot in one
...gulp!
You wear one
earring.
See how it glitters on your right ear
catching the light.
You carry the other one
within
you.
All night you fret & worry.
It being not me
of course I say: “Don’t worry! ”
“All things must pass! ”
And true to my word
it does.
But for you it’s a pain in the ass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem