The comfit is sensed by the tongue
And taken whole, for the spreading of butter
And the reading of forever.
Accents change for four days,
Abundantly from the heart.
It is absurd to access an accident
That was accelerated by seconds.
Announcement after announcement began
The day ahead,
Ants seemed to climb and relax,
Then legitimate reasons were inspected
And caught sight of to prolong the search.
I see a Lenin in you,
Mighty levitation has given the image
Of betrayal.
My levanting is procured
And I see the distaste of my elders
In their cities of gold and other
Rare metals.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem with many layers. Great write!