Elbows placed on that
half-choapped wooden window, palms holding
the both jaws together.
The world at large i watch.
Briskly to get hold
of the lolly, slow to
give that which is
exchanged for, life
is more than that.
Loll with a sipping
sin in between thy
second&third fingers,
while a sweating
frame of sin standing
beside thee, it's more
than that.am wallowing
is more than that.
Beneath that hue
of scenting trees,
with a big head,
tiny body&flat
bottom glass filled
with juice, reading
papers dear 'life'
is more than that
don't...don't...don't
don't ooooooooo
forget we all are
heading to one
direction...'life'
is more than that!
~LIFE~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem