A sour grape

I tasted a grape

A fresh bitter green grape

Seduced, compelled, and poisoned

I swallowed the sour grape

Your glance to her

Your smile to her

Your chats to her

Destroyed me, split me, reconstructed me

I am on the rim of purgatory, being licked

by the flames of evil

The origin of evil

The spells of sadan

Immersed the cursed grape

till its dazzling seized my eyes

and mazed my mind

I swallowed the sour grape

Unbearable scene

A peeling power

The grape is budding, blossoming,

and rooting in my body

I feel stronger, evilly

Stand aside, watch out

You will be in the middle of

a catastrophe

the tearing of the smiles

in her innocent face

A price she will pay,

for her misbehaving to grow

the sour grape