Cruelty - Σκληρότητα Poem by Kostas Lagos
Cruelty - Σκληρότητα
Your cruel lips called me old
How can your heart be so cold
What did give away my age?
I'm a lion in a cage
Is it because I'm bald?
Με είπες γέροντα στη ψύχρα
Τα χείλη σου γεμάτα πίκρα
Αν θες εξήγησε
Τι με μαρτύρησε;
Ότι δε μου 'μεινε μια τρίχα;
an experienced age has the power and courage of a lion though in cage!
Not a true story of course... A lion with no mane is less of a lion, A man bald looks old, and so cold, but a bold limerick, no doubt.
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5/5/2024 8:00:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Clever with your age! Page of life, Sage of your love; On stage with your works. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.