It's a little more lonely here
sitting on cold tile
and pressed against a dirty corner
on the floor
as lukewarm water washes
down your face and
into your eyes
and as you sit for several solemn minutes
hoping this sullen shower will wash you clean
but realize in the end that
-it's just as dirty as you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, a very nice poem indeed. I liked the irony of this poem.Thanks for the same.