Future will fill all the ditches
of today
more quicker than
after effect
of atomic explosion
no problem dear
just stand rough
into the pit
to embark
your charisma
to blow out
all embankment
accelerated bidding
if can't bear its
grinding effort
no problem dear
think of tomorrow
all ditches
would be dried
with the blossoms
of newly buds
so petals with teeth
insects bite with acidic
just future will soon
fill the cry and cracidae
cradle and cockpit
more quicker
than explosion
never and none
slept before as we
my dear come we sleep
today and today.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice lines with greater doctrine