you are funny
i guess you are taking
this matter
seriously
as you see this is
just past
time, a pasta, a time
in a pasta,
beside a spicy aroma
of hot chili or if you
are just too lucky
there is a party of
happy-go-lucky fools talking
a lot
about simple nonsense like
well, we are here and
we have nothing much to do so
we write. Nothing serious like
if it is not done then this world
would stop revolving or that
fish would be over-fried and cannot
be eaten. You are funny and
most of us are laughing. There
is nothing serious here. We
as i repeat, are resting and
no one is talking and so we
relax and
write. There is no purpose really.
Nothing noble. we are bored.
or if you ask enough, we are
overworked. Our right brains are
exploding, so we take some sips
of coffee, look at the sky
beyond the blue sea, in that one
line horizon, and sometimes
reflect on this journey of fools
sharing notes on nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem