The fog clouded
the ugly landscape.
How long
it will reman suspended
in the mucky atmosphere!
After it dissipated
downwind
I will go out
of the confines
of my house
again to become
a miniscule part
of the landscape.
The scene created by the words can be imposed on the walls of the readers mind and felt as such. Whatever- metaphorical or real- it is fascinating. Thanks, Akham ji.
Interlude Environment The mist It's difficult to understand.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful short work dear poet! Appreciated.........................................10