Today I walked by and saw that beauty today
The same beauty I see every week day
Gracefully she walks alone across the plain
Her radiance stuns me, this I am not ashamed to say
But still I stay true to the promise I made
The one of not to love another day
Yet it still thrives, a knob in my heart
Living, breathing, feeding on my helpless soul
The burdened pain grows heavier with each passing day
Each day I try to get rid of it, I try to oust it, I pray to God to destroy it
Yet it does not sway
Each time I pass her my heart sways, yearning for her love
The knob begins to burn and my hand shoots out to my chest
I clench my breast trying to diminish the pain, but it does not sway
I cry out in agony, and she looks not
My mind thinks 'beautiful witch' my heart thinks 'my love'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem