She's trying to get past
My impregnable keep
I do not attack
She does not retreat
She's looking for cracks
There's none to be seen
And on either front
No signs of fatigue
A soldier of love
She's armed to the teeth
Her actions, her speech
All tailored to breach
Her voice turns hoarse
Her fists start to bleed
As she bangs on the walls
Of my impregnable keep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with insight. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.