My Apartment Poem by Estefano Molina
My Apartment
I open the door
all the lights are off
the only sound is behind the walls
its the neighbors again
but overall it is quiet in here
tranquility I say
the fridge is empty
pantry is lonely
not even a vermin in sight
bliss I think
but no one is waiting anymore
no one is pestering me
no more chaos
solitude again
nothing new to me
but too much time to think
insanity I feel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:10:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow..so wonderful. Instantly we feel this apartment in your poem shared really. Wise sharing really....10