Likened to a yellow taxi called the sun
speeding to each fragrant budding flower
as busy buzzing bees circle… having fun
droning instinctively at the peak of rush hour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem written well with nice texture and imagery. I liked and rated it 10. Please read and rate my poem 'Abortion' on page 4.