I just present my views
And remain know too few
Wish to be your part
With life beginning new start
So far I was cool
To be called fool
Never knew what the real love meant?
I felt it dry like sand in desert
How many insects live there?
Making life beautiful without fear
Flowers appear with typical colors
As if to show “Yes we are child of rare showers”
Everything is in scarce
Yet we create no farce
We are living force
Provide to the world real source
Man with such qualities is welcome
Who can convert desert into nice for someone!
I wish someone comes from behind and embraces
To bring cheers and smile on face
Thanks a lot, dear poet, for such a nicely written positive poem. Debasmita Saha, guskara-burdwan Mar 27,2015
In your following lines resounds the Upanishad's hymn addressed to the God Sun represented by Tagore in his own way~ At your splendor's brim Humans sighted their nobility supreme - That from age to age you did compile By the Persian gulf or Nile. Said they - Sons of the Immortal we are - Visioned that Superman From beyond the darkness blazing golden Your lines resonating above ~ Flowers appear with typical colors As if to show “Yes we are child of rare showers” ......................... ........................... We are living force Provide to the world real source Man with such qualities is welcome Who can convert desert into nice for someone! Rajat Das Gupta, Kolkata Mar 27,2015
Sanaa Uppal Sir Hasmukh Mehta.. your poetic words are deeply felt and greatly cherished Love and regards ♡ sanaa 7 hrs · Unlike · 1
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I would like to translate this poem
I just present my views And remain know too few