The beautiful teenage singing Nun,
We traveled together in an empty bus!
I understood her secret dialogue;
'You smell of liquor and why you drink? '
And I said; ' Why you pray day & night? '
'I talk to my God in humble prayers.'
'I too pray for my drunkard saviour.'
She got down at the old Cathedral
And I got down at the usual dim light pub.
I liked it. Great poem written very well with nice texture and imagery. I rated it 10. Thanks for sharing. Kindly read and rate my poem 'A farmer' on page 1.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Each to our own temple, springs verily to mind here nimal! A beautiful insight smiling at you Tai