I like to claim
I do not weep
that love
abandoned me
but pride aside
I do confess
and cannot
disagree
as lovers pass
as lovers must
so then
my tears do fall
and all of pride
is swept aside
behind
a hermit's wall
The nuances of love are explained with an economy of words. Well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for the read and the comments.