Road not to be taken.
I was taken a back
Written all around
Road not to taken
I was drenched with
Internal and external souls
Souls indomitable and somehow
Penurious. I took the road
Roaming right left
A little bit ahead, a little back
Nothing is there, even sound
Or light but a magic word black hole.
Ashu – sept,02 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
interesting poem shared here......black hole always exist to the wanderers........Thanks!