In a moonlit night,
In a so called polished world,
I saw that Naked Tree.....
His two heavenward arms
Elicited his unbounded sorrows;
Standing before him
I asked him the reason
Of his being so.....
Alas! He seemed to utter something; I understood not.
Bowed down my blushed face
Whispered my choked words:
' I belong to a sophisticated society'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A marvelous, statement poem. Thanks for sharing, Sudipta Peace