Pluto sits far away,
Quiet in her indolent
Sway.
Yet it breathes
The soul of a planet
And circles around the
Doleful Sun
Night and day
Without any diurnal
Claim for her pay
And so she plutoes
On day by day.
Let's sing her
A song, let's
Praise her
For all her
Quiet revolutions
She makes
Around the Sun
For no reason
Or no pay.
Claim for pay of wonderful poem shared. Wisely drafted really.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. ➕9