Poetry, poetry,
Yes, I am really
Writing poetry.
But what is a poetry,
I know not, though.
Anyway, I am writing
Whether it is poetry
Or something else
Time would say.
Meaning of words,
Know how of poetry
I know nothing.
But I am writing,
And addicted to earth.
Contact lenses
With identity words
I prefer and
Tap life's button.
No traffic jam
And I crossedthe road.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well worked poem, a bit unsure on the ending but very relateable