you have misplaced yourself
and regrets are here abounding
the white monkey sits upon a
red rock dreaming about the white crows
the spotted panther runs in the desert of
chocolate and got stuck upon a wish of
sandy stars in the dusty galaxy where
the pink owls are building a home
most things are misty and dew is a place
where most of the lost ones put their hopes
the blue school of fish are happy with
your torn nets with the eyes of panda as mesh
your boat though confident with its rudders
and rigs bleeds upon a hole in its heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem