people came from long journey
with smile so beautiful i see
stories were told ears listen
pictures were shown enlightened
happy days spend to remember
they forget heat of summer
clock ticks to one revolution
one stand up rendered a song
we clap our hands and ask more
lady came; she has taken floor
selling tickets for donations
silence some took other options
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
clocks ticks to one revolution a fantastic poetic line. Thanks for sharing. Tapas, West Bengal, India