Struggling to get the word
For the green design shirt
I wore, I was on BKC pavement
Walking yesterday, a wet shiny day.
One old man like me was walking down
On the carriageway, and meeting
A young lady from below, said loudly,
'I forgot your name' looking at her.
That's it: when I heard it
My brain opened up, and
Pop, the word comes out suddent -
It is Anokhi. I love those shirts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem