Drearily, he exhaled.
Letting go the smoky fumes
Kept by lagged nostrils
Outdated.
Rustlingly, pages open.
Eyes roaming the sheets.
A sly grin beguiles
The olden heart.
Caffeine cup in hand,
The aroma revolves solemnly -
Replenishing troubled ties
With loneliness.
Lines on his temple
Deepens itself the worth
Of burdened adulthood
Frolicking away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a symbolisitic, metaphorical write on the journey of life. Excellent imagery! !