I read another's poetry
it was just too much for me
it jumbled with complexity
there were too many words
which simply did not work
the message was incomplete
it did not paint a picture
at least it did not for me
the author asked my thoughts
I weighed my choices carefully
to be brutally honest
would have just been mean
but to be less then candid
would not help them to improve
so I told them it had potential
but their work still needed work
the person then said thank you
then later posted the poem
it had wonderfully improved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem