A HAIKU
Beautifully weaved
Lace uniquely intertwined
Colors are so bright
Crafted with pleasure
By little fingers and hands
Designed with fine art
Carpets from Persia
Are just but mats on the floor
Just rugs filled with dust
You have to bow low
So you can appreciate
Bend your knee even
Meant to be tread on
One foot after another
Filaments get loose
Soon as one gets by
After one feels the warmness
Beauty is dusted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thank you for this beautiful and nice poem im persian