It was an awful dream
That I dreamt last night,
I reached the Mimosa tree in the faraway land,
But as I touched its leaves,
I found these had lost the natural instinct,
The leaves did not fold in response to my touch,
It was an ominous thing,
These had lost the shyness,
I knew what had happened,
The wicked devils had destroyed these.
An interesting poem about a fascinating plant. A well thought out write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem! Brilliant expression... beautifully composed.....10