The love that was aborted or stolen
For me isn’t a stigma, or a shame.
I brag about it and write about it.
In doing so I live it and feel it.
What about the woman involved?
She shuns her past, hides it and buries it
Without aftermath relish or relief.
Women should be let off from those clutches.
(24.10.005)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem