Two senile men locked in an empty room...
one sits back and contemplates the other
while the other sits back and contemplates the first
they question, examine, analyse each other
being questioned, examined, analysed in turn
calling each other 'we'
the two men exist on opposite sides
of a mirror
arguing which is true
in one mind, one body,
one aware soul.
Initially I got an impression that you were aiming at gays poetry when each was watching the others pendulum you did a U turn well done Hopefully Glad you are not gay but one may by your title imagine well done Lucknowee poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Mahfooz. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.