The Fools Become Poets
For words they sweat
Make castles in the air,
They fly in the sky
Go to the high
Untrue things they share.
The fools become poets
For rhyming they sweat
Poets are not eager to earn,
They run short of money
Their life become funny
They only try to learn.
The fools become poets
To imagine they sweat
They like to dream
They are always alone
Able to satisfy none
Busy to materialize theme.
The fools become poets
To publish they sweat
Lend money for it
Life measurable at home
Spouses burst like bomb
They easily become cheats.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem