Like a bikini top
two hills were rising
in a spiral optics. Has
an altruistic vision.
A wildfire erupts between
the thongs of dead.
You have a mobile message
not to praise the sunrise
in the woods.
I am watching the flames
with a fury
of a wounded tiger.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shockingly (applied in the field of electricity) unique. Beautiful with its metaphor and imagery. Volcanic touch of aesthetic.... the reader swims. Regards, pranab