Dogs barking on the corridor
At love thrown to the floor
Trust is at the door
Due to a petty flaw
Promise ring thrown away
With just a day
We could not make hay
On a brighter way
We are tearing apart
Like a fictional story
With improvised characters
And a borrowed diction
This wedding will never be
With that bad seed
Sown in the thick weeds
That is our deeds
(21st Jan.,2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem, well-penned, i enjoyed the poem, thanks for sharing, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments