It is yet another day to await,
Another promise that has been stated...
With another attempt to procrastinate,
Upon that same promise to fulfill.
To then schedule another date,
For a day to determine...
That more time is needed to examine,
Over again...the unchanging of facts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem depicts procastination clearly. Boredom is killing human unknowingly. one has to do what one likes to do. I liked it. Keep writing