With a door crowned with fragile tapolin
Which can be open with horrific biro key
Full of dreadful existing suspense
Coyly smiling to cities
Like a chameleon in the garden of colorful roses
A yard with fruit of saddened joy
Leading saint to the county of chaos
With a bridge that doesn’t reject foots
How I wish you never knock at my villa
So to live in there with righteous heart
You presence
Unveil sudden timing eternity
What a wish I wouldn’t have dreamt forbidden forest.
Odesola Akintunde T.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good... nice write! >................