He is her pursuer against her will.
Chased by him, she stumbled on a stranger.
Sensing the stranger, she opted for her foe.
She feared the stranger more than the foe;
She feared the lover more than the stranger.
Fire to frying pan and then to scorching sand;
The foe cooled and turned a savior.,
Whose affection she couldn’t repudiate.
The chic found its way from the hungry eagle.
08.08.2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem