You don't wish my
young teacher to come here]any longer
you say that she has
tensions you cannot bear
you want me to meet her
somewhere else
you don't mind even if i have her
somewhere else.
it's strange that when
the mind fails everything's
such a big pain
you say i should greet her
and tell her you are sorry
but then it is your house too
and you need absolute peace
no more strangers
no more friends
life's become
a burden to bear.
you see how various
perspectives zoom
through minds and
a life dedicated to
write another book
live another life
with your muse
and play with the
young lass who'll
drum-up a storm.
so who did you take home
dear V, dear H, dear Z
who did you take last
night home?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
where there is love there is no tension, try to understand, anyway, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.