The sea was restless at my door
In the sudden fire
I was looking for
my gold fountain pen.
maybe you want to write what's happening or you want to save your most precious gift from someone. the later is more imminent. thanks. md
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fire inside and a restless sea outside....Very deep poem.... A gift of surrealism....10/10.