'You are almost forgotten to collect us sir,
I see the shinning town and I too like to give my rare fragrance to poor souls,
Anyway this is not a complaint but a kind request.' A wild flower begs in teary eyes.
A poignant portrait with a haiku flavor. Your poetry continues to surprise and impress, Nimal. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another fragile flower to add to a bouquet of such poignant blossoms. Charming, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra