Feelings will fly, somersaulting
Their temperament and temperature high
And willpower takes a stand, assaulting
The onslaught of feelings in ceilings that won't die.
Thoughts will thump, teasing
Their effect and affect tentative
And reasons roar to the right, refusing
To render romance results negative.
Temptations will corner creed, threatening
Their breath, breadth and strength laboured
And pangs of conscience quibble, restraining
Sweet surrender you can't repay in sentimental sausages savoured.
Errors will escalate despair and despondency, groaning
Their magnitude and vicissitude scary
And corrections and rectifications gallumph, grinning
At the folly that snatches and catches sin's celery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well composed poem......10++++