The sad tale
of a lonely nail,
Rusting away
in the pouring rain
waiting for years
for its soul-nail
Daily beatings
by the angry sun.
Then one day,
it was yanked out
dumped, thrown out
there, among filth, it met
a rustic rusted nail
No more lonely nail
A happy pair of rusted nails.
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Philo Yan. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted expressive piece 👌🤝........10++++