The Broken Images.
She hinted option
He pushed the door
A green beam of sunlight,
Waded the blinks.,
The lone witch slanted on the ghost,
The closets half-open,
The rainbow ate the owl,
The beggar threw the bowl,
The wanton peeped through,
The pied-piper adjusted wrath,
The natural illegitimate lost the breath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The rainbow ate the owl, .... Waooo...this is amazing.. the images are very vivid with little weirdness and deep pang.. Well described n expressed Sir..keep up. Wishes.