In This Inn Poem by Mohammad Younus

In This Inn



All alone, not with a caravan,
I came to this inn,
I am to spend a night here,
I am naked, no robes on,
So cold! So hot!
Who will return me my old robes?
You are in a different world,
Forget about your old world,
Under delusion!
You were always here, as you are,
Only robes have been snatched,
And your calm, quite, beautiful garden

Mykoul

In This Inn
Thursday, June 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: mystical
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