Afloat in the
hypnotic waves of
your chants
I am stuck
at an isle
where I find
no shoe fit proper
to my feet.
What a treachery sir!
All are of your size!
What to do?
Where to go?
Shall I try one
meant for You?
Or find my own way!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's brilliant! Love your poem so much!
Thanks dear poet for your nice remark.