How should I define my woe?
Should I, a seed of it
In your heart sow?
Or should I let it reside
There in the labyrinth
Of my heart?
Or should I let it bloom
And spread its effervescence
Of despair and gloom?
Or better still,
Should I probe and poke
Its roots and yank them in a stroke?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Definition is not that important... If these woes are rightly responded to, you may have a relief. An excellent poem from you Avinash.. Short and powerful a write indeed.