I was blinded by his act of sweet incantations
The pangs of despised love stab my stupid passions
I felt the part in me drowning vicious lance
Sound disgust in iniquities at every glance.
Albeit, still do hope to yank myself out there soon.
Who shall then form and stitch the cut that once in doom
Time shall teach me to recover completely
A smile of beauty shall sprang in me dearly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May God bless you for a smile of beauty to spring in your heart. Expression of emotions is fantastic!