a casual comment
a violent upheaval
anger, shame
churning wild
a seed is sown
doubt, remorse
assault the mind
rock the faith
clouded landscape
dark and stormy
heavy downpour
a soiled handkerchief.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
taking the metaphor of this poem....Who is not a soiled handerchief, sree? ? ?