it is 9: 08 in the evening
here in this sleepy town.
though i like the silence
sometimes you miss the party.
and so to cope up i watch
a Greek merrymaking in You Tube
a bearded man is singing and the
ladies which blonde hair dance
in circles and their hands are
joined into one ring of happiness
i wish i were a part of the circle
another link in the line of joy
i do not understand a word but
deep within i know what they mean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem