The pepper of grief and regret
Is a spice to my every dish.
It is bitter and even the jam
Of love tastes like a jelly-fish.
Was I spelled to the rascal`s whim?
I am lost and I`m sacrificed.
I`d forget that I used to be
A white pearl and the warmest sunlight.
15.06.2020
© Copyright: Сания Галеева,2020
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I would like to translate this poem
A fab muse lamenting in regret, sarcastic poetic about love gone sour. Kudos for the great way you express. Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too titled, 'the corona catastrophe '