Ramanna, Ramanna...kept saying the maid
in the flat above mine
I was quizzed...
busy was she teaching the first lessons to the kid
making him aware of the sound of his own name
it brought a smile to my lips
suddenly remembered I
the role played by my maid
in teaching my children
I never had realised!
chiding myself myself for taking all the credit
I searched for her -
but in vain
gone was she in the darkness of the past
searched for her - but in vain gone was she in the darkness of the past.................impressionistic style by diction, yet of unique genre,10+++, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
symbolic...good poetic 'find'...with the aid of the mind's search light...10