tssk-tssk-tssk
sound of thinking
better yet of disagreement
'cough' a little
to emphasize more the point
stare piercely to one direction
the eyes are killers of mind
stuttered words
which hesitant of saying
more of fear
take it to the other side
giving more breathe
attention is not lacked
you pay for it
the more when needed
steps are counted
approaching little by little
when light is given
you take time of your own
suprise them with a intention
now you have shown
more than what is expected
then a 'nod' was finally given.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem