In the middle of the night
I wake up on somebody's SOS call.
The call is feeble and untraceable,
The caller is also invisible.
Yet the echoes wont let me sleep,
Wakes me up with surreal beeps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Debendra M. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.