Thirty years of sadness
Simmered in my eyes
Thaw of stagnant resentment
Melted into sublime submission
I finally stuffed my backpack with prosperity
and sent myself to zoo
[Aged 5, my Mom forgot to give me money for picnic; it took a while to come out of zoo 30 years to be exact]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
they are only human at the end of the day.. they deserve nothing less than forgiveness and acceptance. whether its picnic money, or other :) loved this rehan