A desperate wife,
Caught in the tight web of life,
adrift with ennui…
In this life-ocean we are all driftwoods. We know not the shores, and when we reach! Small yet carrying great meaning, great depths. Please take a look at my old poem DRIFTWOODS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A cleverly written haiku Mamta, well done, 10 Lynda xx