The cortex looks for a prose
As being always in conflict.
The heart rhymes with poet
So as to treat
With a poem.
As the start and the end of life
Is on the sea,
The progress vs. time curve
Plots the same.
The rhyming waterfalls on the hill
Make us to thrill.
The stream on the river-plain
Writes a prose meandering within.
(Dated: 22-10-2017) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful little write.. I loved it
Thanking you Dr. Swain. for your comments. With best wishes.