I wish I was a fly on your wall
to learn all your secrets
the secrets of your heart
I wish I was a fly o your wall
to see how are you,
what are you doing
every moment I’m missing
of your life
I’m jealous of
that fly on your wall
that gets to
spend all this time watching
you.
Oh how I wish I was a fly on your wall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At last the fiction comes to reality. 'I wish I was a fly' transforms into 'I’m jealous of that fly'. Actually the reality inspires the poet in the journey towards a fiction. This form of expression makes the poem acceptable from the logical point of making poem. Good writing. A vision of the fly have been highlighted through the poem where poet is the secondary one. And ultimately the vision dominates all other passion and likingness. Write more. 10/10 Regards, pranab