I went on peeling my thoughts
A layer after the other
To find some solution
Or may be a sudden insight.
I went on peeling my thoughts
As one would sometimes a fresh onion
And was likewise drowned
In a torrent of tears.
Beautiful poems. As peeling of onion brings tears, peeling of thoughts too brings tears. Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amazing combination of poetry and an onion here, bravo!