They gather and meet
Breeders of their own beauty
Feeding upon a dessert of wealth
Drinking from the celestial pool
Living in A bubble of
Their own little race
Believing in endless immortally
All at one place together
Burning fiery egos resolve
And there is no end to the race
All because they gather and meet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem