The waters fall, from the green carpet
Though it reaches the stream
A monk fall of black, red and white
Overcome his wishes and dreams
Clutters, shuttles beneath the rock
Alas..! ! ! Flow with win
One, fell while climbing the stairs
And visit the door with grin..! ! !
It takes a turn and curved rally
Like a snake catches his dream
The rain fall on the carpet and pebbles
Though it reaches the stream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its an excellent poem. You nicely penned the beauty. Wonderful. I love to read it.