My friend,
Tell me honestly,
Are my thoughts old,
Are they stale,
That I must discard them soon
And conjure fresh ones;
Such as the world has not known
Because without unique thoughts
I am a nobody.
Tell me then,
I wear the same old heart and mind,
Thus equipped
Can I still produce new thoughts?
While languishing deep
in an ancient mire.
1) Can I still produce new thoughts? While she languished deeply in an ancient mire. Why not? You can produce new thoughts anywhere, BUT if you have become forgetful,
At times we question and evaluate ourselves, a good sign for positive growth. Niceley penned.
You can live with so many things renewing old mire into new. Good one.
You are ever green, young energetic and dynamic dear poet. But very unfortunately you have failed to comprehend me..stay always happy, blessed and enriched with your green gown.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
2) then of course not, because you no longer know the difference between yesterday and today, between old and new, but in general our brains can. An excellent poem, it makes me think.