I'm sorry if my poems don't bring you happiness
thrills of joys and cheers
to liven up your day.
when that happens
give me my failure's blame
for my mind couldn't tame
the sad-istic urge
to clothe them and dress
the figures in distress
on the bylanes and streets
trodden inglorious
for a poet to regret
he couldn't make his poems the way
they made your day!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh, Pradip, never regret what you write. It comes from your heart. Isn't that why you write - to express what you're feeling? Not every poem can be happy, because life is not always happy; we understand that. I enjoy all your poems, please don't change.