Poems forced in a bottle,
Should not be cast to sea
Their grave awaits them at the rocky shore
Even if they pass them, it is to no avail
Someone throws it back to sea once more
So true! What a clever analogy. Haven’t seen you on PH for ages, Bill. Hope you’re ok.
Poem is that which automatically flows from mind and gives satisfaction to self and to others with great perspective. An interesting poem is beautifully penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful perception! A beautiful short work my friend! Thoroughly enjoyed the tiny text......10