It's not wrong
All the night I write
I delete
again I write new
Moulted baremoonlight dimming
Upon windowpane
Then disappeared
It's not wrong
All the night I remember
I forget
And I do not remember again
I write saddest line then.
The last line will enrich your expression in due course..a fabulous poem is shared..10
A great start with a nice poem, Lipika. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this original and beautiful write and thank you for sharing!