Let me stumble, but please don't let me fall
Funny thing but whenever we tussle
You don't show much muscle
Begging me, please
Not in the
Morning
But
Later
Settled
Breakfasted
Having thought
Through the facts
With much patience
Using diplomacy, told
Me Utopia would be ideal
And I said, nah, too placid
I like to tussle or not at all
Life will be boring as things will be
Predictably the same, day in and day out
Stumble but do not fall. Having trust and courage there is hope to win in certainty. Through the fact with much patience everything is expected. Wonderfully drafted poem is shared here is wisely penned.10
We all have our weakness which becomes our strength with someone's help. Thank you for the affirmation and the high rating. Both will serve as my beacon for sharing more poems. :)
A poetic joust is when I give you four lines of a poem for a topic, you answer me with four lines, continuing the poem, and so on, back and forth, until one of us runs out of words to answer back. This is done by rappers and sometimes as parlor games, using songs instead of poems, spontaneously, in a friendly spirit. The product is what we call an anaconda poem for the length of of it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Facing the facts of life! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, Edward, the fact is I like being here and having a verbal tussle. Thank you for the visit and sharing a cup of coffee/tea with me. Looking forward to more visits. :)