I'm a mug without a handle,
I'm a door without a hinge.
Unattached - not a member -
No! I never did fit in.
I'm the sun that has no warmth,
I'm the rain that's never wet.
Independent, a free spirit -
Yes! Just as free as can I get.
I'm a camera with no lens,
I'm a wallet with no money.
Alone but never lonely -
Yes! I'm the bee without the honey.
I'm a house without a roof,
I'm a pub that has no stout.
Joining up for me is foreign -
Yes! For me being in is out!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kind of on the same line of...The Road Less travelled. Loved it, Thanks for sharing Joe