During deep discussion it slipped out;
the tiger long caged, the skeleton in the closet.
A secret so hidden, it's cobwebbed form
floated unheard for seconds.
Suddenly, the light grew brighter and
there, on his face, the knowledge he has
always had became truth.
Unable to continue, he walked from the room,
his shoulders sagging as he went.
Mimi, fancy leaving me up in the air like that. Please, tell me more. Well written as always.10/10 Regards, Ian
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I would like to translate this poem
Ian, to tell you more would inhibit your wonderful imagination from doing what it will with the words presented... I was reading your poems this morning and felt inspired to write a poem of my own...Thanks for the comment, it is, as always appreciated..Mimi