see
Nasrudin walks
along in the streets
and sees a mirror
lying on the kerb
Oh! what a waste, says Nasrudin
a good mirror thrown away
like this…
Nasrudin picks up the mirror
and looks in it
and then throws it away:
No wonder
they threw this mirror away!
What a face!
Who’d want to look
at a face like that!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem