Intermingling tears
Fight their way along her cheeks.
Her reddened veins
Have daunted glaring eyes
Unveiling mute lovers.
She, Queen of rubbish, mourns
Her wasted dreams.
She, the lover of a mad lover, sees
The world riffled with sins.
Her love however is boiling suns
Maddened rainbows
Thirsty travellers
Agonised sorrows
Melted hells and heavens.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem