The roads untrodden
Folks ask which way is more modern
I say on this matter I still ponder
How many times it's been sworn
I will take the roads of wonder
So That I will share woes of the forlorn
Cause I know only the miserable are torn
Everyday new ways with them are born
Five times aday I hear angels are around and under
The echo fades away and again I lament I morn
Signs of liberty are in ways untrodden
in Smiles of kids
in destinations of wander
In the direction of sunflower
In the painful pop-ups of pop corn
In the fazes of foetus still unborn
In the face of tsunami striking all of a sudden
In the tones of rain drops pattering leaves of mirander
In the symphonic Big Bang of thunder
In the halal spouse once was a big blunder
In the blue prints of Romeo traced ash of the wayfinder
In the message of Selmon's jay revealing the hidden wonder
In the enigmatic hissing of African anaconda
In the tears of frauds confessing ill-gotten amber
In the letters we catch in the twilight of anonymous sender
In the joy of the pet retrieving its abode once forgotten in Uganda.
Moez Ben Meftah
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem