to nothing the sighing
for the sensitive soul
the smile of insincere reality
will get to your poetry you threw
'that' for devouring
at one time somebody
so already threw bones
you take the lesson
from every lesson
with whom for free
it is giving the gift of life
because at least
at first it seems
you already vanished
poet! but don't worry
you will come back with poetry
with future May.I on the podium
can already see you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Very good, optimistic and simple to understand. It is worthwhile reading.