Madam!
Am I getting mad?
Just doing nothing
At your Palace.
Polishing the floor
Do watering in the garden.
What else?
Take your dogs out for a walk.
You tell me fairy tales in the night.
About the beautiful angels in the heaven.
You said “one day the angel will come down to see you
And I will loose my obedient servant”.
Madam! I cannot read and write
And tell stories like you.
She refuse me for my ignorance.
Then I’ll tell her honestly,
I can polish the floor nicely
Do watering in the garden
And what else?
I can take her out for a walk in the heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Emotional and intense with that underlying silent song of sadness that plays through the stanzas of so many of your poems.The last line is especially effective. Warm regards, Sandra