Challenge(Heptastich)
A seven line stand alone poem is termed a heptastich.
Challenge
Once a man-thought sailed across the sea
While sporting with breeze got drowned
An itch of scaling the depths of the sea-
Thought submerged wantedly, upped proud bound
Tit for tat for fun the sea surged
Tried at man-thought, to touch splurged
'O' a hell of stink' it cried and diverged
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem