Have thou ever feel a satiation in life,
And nothing is so worthy to be;
When the flames extinguish and started the strife,
As love became a vampyric burden for thee.
Day by day thy spirit lurk bygone,
And all thy dreams turn into a fancy;
By the time all the sweet moment is done,
Love ended in thy bosom unmercy.
But as the time goes by thou found virtue in loneliness,
A true sovereignty in life over love;
When satiation vanquished the filthiness,
Vanish from thee a multi-faceted life and love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem