HALF-BOILED EGG /OMLETTE/BULL'S EYE
I stumbled upon a piece of writing
In the name of poetry, in a
popular website.
It goes like this:
i) Monkey begging
on street
with a good morning
ii) a street dog
wooh……wooh……wooh
another
wow…..wow……wow
it made me to wonder, that one poet
ended up in writing more than thousand
such four- line versus, ……… looking cranky
on second thought, I just realize;
that;
a poet by his words would take you to a scene
and rest is left to the reader, for him to imagine
to suit one's taste, like in ordering a simple half-boiled egg -
plain or with sauce or mirch or pepper or kala namak.
Louis Santhana
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem