a bouncing ball
thrown with force
bouncing off the wall
changing course
going downhill
rolling to a stop
robbed of freewill
stranded on blacktop
caught up in the rush
whoosh…whirling rapidly
feeling a sudden crush
deflating reluctantly
1/5/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it flows so simply and sweetly how ironic :)