i was good i listened
a pleaser
who wants to stay alone
because one is being left alone
as they prod on the promenade
enjoying their feast of laughter
when one is a pleaser one must
follow even if you doubt
it is not good this time they are
wrong
and so i stayed and thought alone by
myself
they're a bunch of plastic grapes
not sweet to eat
i choose this quiet where i am most
of what i am
it is good and there is light
the sea waves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It seems you have described a poet well....sensitive, reflective and preferring to be in their own company than trying to fit in where not welcome.