Dawn dawns, night in grey gloom
As some lotus buds bloom;
Despair not O young buds,
Ye all have a reserved room.
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Musings |31.12.18 |
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I would like to translate this poem
Reserved room, grey gloom
Reserved room, not only for grey gloom, but also for green bloom, thank you Gajanan Mishra.