We use strong detergent
To remove adamant strain
And make cloths look like new
But soft tears we shed
To clean the dirt
Accumulated for long
Inside our heart
To look forward with fresh view.
this poem is a clever write. love this one and a great title.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we must confess to purify our self reference detergent is like confession lovely