Author Dina Nath Nadim A shoe with its mouth open lay on the road longing for a draught of water. A dog came, shattered the shoe and took it to a stream. Is thirst quenched? A brick said to a stone: 'You are a part I am the whole.' Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments