A RAINY NIGHT
Where are the women
on this rainy night?
On this night,
pain strikes my soul.
I am cold,
my chest hurts,
my body aches,
I have anguish in my heart.
I feel that depression
has invaded me,
and she is cancer’s wife.
Dressed like a squid,
he will come to bite
my copper-lined body.
Where are the women
on this rainy night?
Where are they?
Today they could show me
their flirtatious side
and dazzle me
with their smiles,
fresh and sparkling like snow.
False women,
witches from hell,
liars,
who told me publicly
“I love you, my darling”
“Sweetheart, you wrote a poem for me.”
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