If I had written just a rhyme
That would worth a dime
It would be stolen by a mime
Who's capable for such a crime
Having taste the juice of lime
Without a single sense of time
And as the bell begins to chime
My poetry will be called sublime
Αν η ρίμα ήταν μνήμα
Και την έπαιρνε το κύμα
Θα την έστελνε σαν σήμα
Συσκευασμένη μα και χύμα
Του κόσμου θα γινόταν κτήμα
Θα την έγνεθαν σαν νήμα
Και πράγματι θα ήταν κρίμα
Να χανόταν τέτοιο ποίημα
Kostas, this is a delightful rhyming poem. It is, indeed, poetry that is sublime! You are a Rhyme Master..... :) 5 Stars
Without a single sense of time And as the bell begins to chime My poetry will be called sublime/// wow great; your poetry expressed always sublime something
A well authored message. Truly fascinating....5 stars *****
He might have done time, but it probably wouldn't have impacted him at all. A fun rhyme, Kostas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good rhyming and good poem. Sublime with lemon wine.