A mind problem now
Not knowing not coping well
Lost without intent
First morning sunlight
Through my window softly smiling
aware not of day
Repairs to the heart
By both surgeon and lover
Skills needed by both
Pale yellow dogs crawl
Ready for the fiercest brawl
Fleas don their armour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
First morning sunlight has poured joy in mind and first problem of mind along with others have gone way. Wonderful series of Haikus shared here.10
Kumarmani my friend.Thank you indeed for your comments and observations.They are much appreciated. Geoffrey.