Liquids hot and perturbing
Well up in the heart
They sting and smart,
My stomach is now troubling
I was serene, calm
Yesterday was very mild
There was no stinging, no curse
Nothing was troubling me
Today differs painful and ill
Roaring agitation in the head
It hassles me still
My eyes are all red
I was indifferent, gay
Yesterday was very mild
There was no hassling, no ruse
Nothing was bothering me
The afternoon is a tyrant
Sunny oppression and sand
Bikes stall and stand,
Riders are so adamant
I was carefree, glad
Yesterday was very mild
There was no stalling, no fuss
Nothing was troubling me
I try to read, to write
My fingers quiver
The pen is full of spite,
I have a nagging fever
I was peaceful, smug
Yesterday was very mild
There was no spiting, no quirk
Nothing was troubling me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
interesting poem...i enjoyed reading it...it read easy yet had depth...good job!