Ballad Of Joe Poem by Yash Pradhan
Ballad Of Joe
Here comes the ballad of Joe.
Singing the songs as they know.
Counting one to then.
Hope you will see then again.
As rain came and litters on my face.
I saw Grace for god sake.
Time and period never did change.
Both of them are so strange.
The sad heart became broken heart.
It becomes so much that he couldn't act.
Ringa Ringa roses as he sings.
He could believe his own dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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