A pen on a paper
& an imagination to make-
Works the mind of a poet.
Simple may be the words of poems;
But hard are they to shape.
Great men through history
Inserted in words a special chemistry,
Invented a decent eye for mankind
To see a glorious ocean of life.
Another experiment to bloom simplicity
Is poetry in the gardens of minds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem