Everybody suspects him a peeping tom
who used to trespass in the nunnery.
A handsome middle aged in ragged
and a very peevish personality.
I was bit inquisitive and had a chat with him.
He is an atheist it seems
and once a free lance writer
who loved a Presbyterian teacher
known to him since his childhood days.
All of a sudden she has disappeared
and somebody informed him
that she has converted to a nun.
He still search his fiancee in every nunnery of the world?
With his sobs he told me
who knows that she must have eloped
with the God?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A tragic story told with skill and rich imagination.This poor man is a lost soul in so many ways...Excellent poem, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra