My pencil does not fit the sharpener.
Although I can expose a little lead,
the tip is flat and wears out quickly.
A dull tip pencil can describe my head.
The faucet on my sink has started leaking.
The drip upon the porcelain has stained.
I’d fix it or I could request a plumber.
A plumber cannot remedy my pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem