A low breed, past fifty,
With husband estranged,
In a secret room, with me, a lord,
Refused my insert
Then, which woman can
You dream to bring to sex
With all painstaking efforts?
A man spends half his energy
In much futile pursuits.
19.05.2002, Pakd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nobody can say. Only Time can reveal the results. When? This is not in our hands. My personal view is that one may avoid such low themes used in poetry. We can certainly handle lofty themes that can elevate the spirit of readers. Just think of this proposition.