two goldfish
exchanged their whispers
then the newly-arrived fish
chased after by them, in fear
fleeing, nowhere
to escape, where is safer
even in a small pool
the things to care
perhaps, not only for survival
but also for struggle
it feels so true, to struggle and to survive, such is life. Goldfishes in a small pool, might they be us, pepple.
Before they have to flee for their lives (and I suppose the bigger fish catch them after all) the trwo goldfish WHISPER TOGETHER. That a wonderful almost redeeming detail. They are friends, they share their thoughts with each other, they may have to whisoer them but they still communicate. Despite the odds against them, they are living the right life. I find that hope almost hiding in your porm and it is a redeeming emoion.
even in a small pool the things to care perhaps, not only for survival but also for struggle well done.
Where is safer? ! With wars all around us today. Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice work, really liked your premise of using fish to relate the struggles of life.