There are populated gestures
in the dining room where we become public
partners of a compromise. If I never lift this explosive
to show the little complexity of diction,
I shall never feel certain if I have lived
a satisfying life. I am unsure of the urgency
that lies beneath shyness. Compelled to negotiate,
I speak out of turn. There is nothing
one can do when they behave poorly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Prageeta, I shall never feel certain if I have lived a satisfying life. Who has lived a life of one's own and is satisfied? Even Ulyssus, after all the tiring journeys, was raring to on another! That is what life is! Nice work..10++