Strangely now,
It doesn’t seem to hurt anymore.
I feel indifferent
to it all.
My passions have been replaced
by a slow and steadily rising
deep and burning anger.
I protest against your familiarity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Emotions of day-to-day life bursting out in a humourous vein...promising enough impeachment and encroachment in challenge...10plus for the attempt.