Choose if you wish,
To strip and whip me...
With lip and nonsense.
Too long have I recognize,
Longevity does not guarantee...
One a smooth life ride.
And I intend to enjoy every bit of it.
Spitting the experience of bitterness.
If there is a taste I can not stomach.
And admitting when and where,
Joy comes to sit and visit.
With a daring to prolong its stay!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
first 2 lines lol then i read the third good write