what the heck of life
always asking me to run
works after works
she assigns
whenever i ask for a comma
she says there is no such button
confused a bit
yet i keep thinking
but when i get little meaning
and beg for a semi-colon
she says
i have locked that button
now i understand
no matter how much i write sentences
placing verbs before subject
she won't make it a question
and won't answer
though i press the defunct button of interrogation
with heavy heart
and inquisitive mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great imaginative poem! Well done!