It’s a bonus to the goodness,
With the talent, you‘ll adopt,
Readying poems, gaining knowledge,
Feeding spirit, and its soul.
Through the thoughts, they've ever thought.
Come delight, you’re thirsty love,
Such a harmony, words to drink,
Gifted poets, and pure gold.
Speed readers they must be, 10 poems per second, a life not free! Grand HILARITY!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree that Poem Hunter does accept new poets and new ideas. 'Gifted poets and pure gold'. M.Walker.