Dedalus: -I am the architect of veils and masks,
I often loose my son icharus in the dawn or dusk.
for creat`s queen pacifae I fashioned a false and hollow wooden cow.
conceled in the cow pasifae mated creatan bull, you will see it now.
it was not a cow but the veil, that paciphae hides her sins.
all paciphae`s mask, the eyes they throw dust, the lovers minos kings
Nice poem explaining ancient myth, u have expressed your passion in a beautiful poetic style. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Ghosh. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks