My two ears are telling me
They are eager to hear truth
Nothing but the truth.
My two eyes are telling me
They are eager to see the real scene
Nothing but the real scene.
My two eyes are telling me
They are eager to go to the eternity
Nowhere but to the eternity.
My two hands are telling me
They are eager to catch all purity
Nothing but all the purity.
And I am here with You, O my dear
You are the all the true
You are the all the real
You are the all the eternal
You are the all the pure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Gajanan, I read your 'My two eyes'. Very nice and simple well written poem.