Autumn
Autumn has come.
It is good and mild weather,
neither so hot nor so cold.
Old leaves are coming down on the earth.
The tree without leaves is looking like
an old man having no desire.
This tree will be full of beautiful green leaves
after some time.
It will look like a young man full of energy and ambitions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem