REJECTED
Rivulet flows thru woods
Down the hill
Carrying the remnants of clay along
To offer her bouquet of love
To the sea where she belongs
Only to know that other river
Has already joined him
With much glory and vigour
And she doesn’t have a way
To return even in despair
Rajkumar@Kolkata
17-05-2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem