like
embers of fire
our hearts crossfired
like
a fine wine
our love was divine
like
a heartfelt connection
my solicitude was brimming with passion
then abruptly
in a flash
the entirety smashed
that
life-loving loyalty
became a lifelong penalty
and
that rainy twilight
became a Eucharist death rite
i cried my eyes out
but nix could sprout out
~Pallavi Gangwar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem