My Never Ending Poem Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
My Never Ending Poem
My Never Ending Poem
(no specialities, no supernaturals only a nagging singing)
it sings
it buzzes
it flies around
it flaps
it wraps
it sucks
it brags
it secures
it creeps
it nags
it loves
it favours
endless flavours
it has too
endless falvours
this never-ending poem starts and ends
with pleading in its singing
it flies around
but it is now soaring to highest altitudes
Hailaika...dhailaikaaaaa.putt...pel..pa....khaaaa; khaaaaa.......
sadhigari......to....gan...p...ar..vj...v..chhho...chioooooo...
I have put here some beautiful comments but you have deleted it... not good
I doubt a substandard lady who is behind the episode. But I am a freelancer so I don't care! !
Oh, I see someone has attacked you. I was attacked in the identical way
Last line makes the poem never ending.Nicely structured..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 11:35:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Khaaaa...khaaaa...ggggaaaaa.pooooom.pen.pen...peeeeen