Wind - the hackneyed word
in my verses
coupled with
pronoun ' I ' -
an overused
I 'd like to evade
those two
but find
i am frail
to do
Wind and I
always
trap inside my mind
but nothing
prevail
vanity
in soaring high
across stormy Wind
of life
with head wind
as my eye
so agile as ' I '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem