Winter night has become calm sans storm and rain;
But the cold effect is increasing on and on ever;
What a cold night to spend sans any company;
Poetry is the only companion to cling on all night!
I go on composing poem with ideas flowing in mind;
Nothing is going well to share ideas with my friends;
It's like the notes written on paper pasting on trees;
Whoever reads it will know who I am for contact!
It took place in the Shakespearean time before now;
Now I have gone to that age to have that kind of feel;
i feel elated in a romantic world of the golden time;
What a joy I experience that even in the modern time!
Romantic adventure in the modern world is rare indeed;
But what a pleasure and adventure one can experience!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Romantic adventure in the modern world is rare indeed; But what a pleasure and adventure one can experience!