There are kinds of aches
that can be drugged right away,
some graduate by themselves
if you know how to flush 'em!
And there's an ache of Sorrow
bugs and creeps within;
and taps anyone, just anyone,
and stays, as long as able.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Woah.Right inside in so few lines.Good stuff.Kev