Football
We are, both
-of same age
-old friends.
Our actions, behaviours
-are the banks of ocean
-world apart and unlike…
He is a couch-potato
-stares at screen
-days and nights
-and dreams of football.
Observer is he who
-in this way kills the time.
I, always on the run…
He, haunted by cancer
-I resist and fight it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
not long enough, not good enough, still not long enough. This comment has more detail to it then the poem. Thank you have a nice night.
I do appreciate the comment and do follow with appreciations but in life, there are things that are better for eyes, thoughts and mind when shorter...as is a short skirt on nice legs...