Wash Destiny Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l
Wash Destiny
Dust dirt and stench, your destiny is sick
Plunged into the mire, of routin to be so safe
Respect a bit yourself, it is a shame to ignore it
Lost all moisture, shrivel, begs
When in bathroom will enter from now on, rub your back strong
To go along with the tiles, your ego and your mud
Embossed on the mud, your name... it laughs with you
This is a translation of the poem Πλύνε Το Πεπρωμένο by Lionara S.T.M.O.L.
Friday, April 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,hope,life
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Inspiration from the 'book of concern' by Fernando Pessoa
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5/26/2024 7:36:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Plunged into the mire! ! Thanks for sharing.