Just when I thought
I should be at peace
By myself, ensconcing
Upon a peace-stool
Reading or poetizing
Soon, the whirligig
Telling me, 'Be on the move
Your price for being alive.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well encapsulated piece of poetry, elegantly brought forth with insight. Thanks for sharing Yemi and welcome to Poemhunter.