It was always
All about you
You were there
In my thoughts
all through.
My favourite colour
My favourite dish
When I saw the rainbow
I made that just one wish
For your long life
And good health
I loved fasting
Appeasing god heads
Loved rushed through me
With just your one look
How could you not feel
You were my favourite book
But things have changed
As you had planned
With your beatings
I have bled
The love that was
Is drained and dead
Now last rituals
Rights of passage
No heartfelt words
Just what judge says
A piece of paper
To tear us apart
No more man and wife
Just strangers from afar.
We'll turn our back
And walk away
Stooped shouldered
Memories to tow away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
: (: (.....do such perfect unions even exist