silken threads of fate entwined
nine pins scattered,
whispers aligned
secrets whispered low
In the silence,
truth does grow
nature's canvas,
beauty defined
scattered nine pins,
a game of chance and skill,
the ball spins and twirls,
a dance of wooden pins,
victory or defeat.
The suspense surrounded around life is like these nine pins, I liked the philosophy behind the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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