A simple girl there
Smiling with great pleasure
Looking at me
On railway gate.
As usual, I overtake
The gate without reactions,
And I pondered over it
About the relationship.
Where is that girl?
What is the message she
Wanted to deliver me?
Where am I?
All distractions but all
Gracious and transcendental.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem