If you yawn while reading
if this you can't swallow,
or after going thru
you suffer from head ache,
don't read my rubbish stuff
O Romeo, the abyss of Poem Hunter.
My poems are not Magnesium Sulphate
to give you the scope to
get out your puss, rotten blood......
My poems are not so spicy
that you can prepare any dish
for your starved stomach!
I'm a poor person suffering from
poverty and blank diction.
O Romeo, don't read
my insipid drinks
as it won't quench your
everlasting thirst!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don't Read..... Good Irony coz you say don't read my poems as they don't have the delicious stuff but in fact they are more nourishing and pleasure giving and balm to bruised brain. Excellent.