The door closed
On its own
Outside, the drizzle
Gained momentum
But don't they say
One who comes with rain
Will stay for the night?
I heard destiny's feet
Trampling on the void...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very tricky title Indira ji, yes, most of the times we feel unable to distinguish between a real and a surreal moment...the parenthesis offered the same confusion...