Oh Lord..
May I...grumble all the day.
gloomy and frawning.
Forget the brain.
Look like I don't have to think.
Forget the one I should remember.
Keep the one I should think.
The membrane is Unconscious.
So just stay in calm.
Wish to talk if there is a listener.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Poet, Never complain. Being Poet, I am here to talk. Express. Thanks for company.