It was a laziness when i broke
The shell of my egg, the first wonder
Tiny shells all around me, and a flock
With their babbling, where to wander?
Food was plenty and all were happy
And in a rejoice i felt pampered
But all on a sudden, a sound made floppy
And i found a hen with her neck tampered.
Panic started, and all were running
One by one, when the elders slaughtered
I was weeping, with a face stunning
Alone under a shade, and lingered.
At last it came, a big hand
And swiped the razor, to put my end.
A really great poem enjoyed reading it. A really great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, War With No Morals.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is wonderful poem, thanx for sharing.