Anyone who flips poisoned lips nonstop to gossip,
With such an ease to disbelieve...
What it is done they do and daily as a prime activity,
Is unaware of the complete destruction they seed to feed.
And brought to themselves and others as if fun done,
In an environment that suffers effectively for everyone...
From an obviousness those conscious of this,
Need not be warned to avoid to see with a leaving...
Those in fields sowing to yield a harvesting of weeds,
Expecting to wonder why flowers for them do not bloom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed this poem Honorable Poet. This poem speaks of gossiping and all it's devastating effects. It affects everything that lies in it's path. No good can ever come of it. I invite you to read my poem Spreading of Fire A very enlightening write..