Watching shadows in the holy light,
she understands the sense of the fight.
For her, tomorrow is a new day
to do all in her specific way.
Sipping her drink that has a sharp taste
like her life~ she can't afford to waste.
She seeks solace in her life's dismay.
On the verge of tears, she's still okay.
To twist her fate, she has a good plan~
she feels regret for hurting her man.
Thinking of love, she can't cut her hope.
With strife of love, she has learned to cope.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wish I could write as well as you! Beautiful and also inspiring. Thank you for sharing!