Stories
With many I speak
-everyone explains:
- "My life is…"
As writer and poet
-also as filmmaker
-I listen, am patient
All think that theirs is best
-for movie, novelette
And in times are correct.
Since I feel short of time
-to avoid conflict
-take care of what is mine
Came home late
-as always
Washed small container
-to keep as reminder
On way out, I was called
-wanted me to pick up
-dressing for salad
Was to give to others
-receiver had been charged
I forgot; by all means
Was too late when noticed
-back at home, I used it
Though was not as simple
-one can see what happened
-not wave-like, on surface
-but in thoughts of my depth
-stirring my conscious…? ? ?
Sort of guilt
Sort of rest
Has happened what happened
-but should have not happened
Guilt is there, must fool me:
- "Should not be important;
-No one has complained! ! ! "
Unlike this is monkey's
Of monkeys much is said
-funny, fact, among them:
- "Ugly ones play more."
- "Ugliest is the best! "
Joel showed me a paper
-right away remembered
-I went and talked to her
-she had fat in layers
-her daughter, tiny bird
-among thins the thinnest
-with twigs was compared
Sympathised with thin girl
-therefore, asked the mother
- "Does she eat? Is OK? "
She had called, left message
- "Why should he ever care?
-Did not like his comment! "
Had behaved very mean
-as if girl, (the baby)
-was grown, in her teens
-and my words were flirt
What to call this madness?
-of people abusing
-the kindness as
-rudeness! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem