Like a grain of sand in your eye,
A problem, tiny though, will eat
Your peace till it is not over.
Peaceful moments are hard to come.
very apt, though a grain, but it is in the eye..unless and until the problem is solved or removed, we will have peace.!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very apt, though a grain, but it is in the eye..unless and until the problem is solved or removed, we will have peace.!