I struggle to keep from misfortunes
When the cat plays on the wall of time
And steals the bones of fish
From the plates of my massive deeds
I lose my power of speech
When I see her to fling the dice
And dugs gold for some one
But keeps my hard labour without wage.
Before I sail for a change
And the cat crosses my road
I have to be the master of her
And the captain of my boat
the last two lines are so positive. and important. I have to be the master of her and the captain of my boat
the last two lines are so positive. and important. I have to be the master of her and the captain of my boat
Hats off to your imagination with great imagery. I am not sure of implied meaning of this lovely poem yet i can't but enjoy reading yr creativity.... Marvelous write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great work of imagination...throughly enjoyed it: -) please do read my poems and comment if you find them worth.