i donn't know the form
but i write
my pen doesn't stop
it showers
it flowers
it powers
ya bad writer
but it comes with speed
in the head it wriggles
so naturally
forgive me fellow poets
um not a sort
but passing time with the thoughts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice writing. Just keep up the good work. Thank you, MJ.
thanks a lot for spending your time