Tell the poet to come
With rabbit's long ears
Tell the poet to remain
Free from fear and selfishness.
Tell the poet to turn
Their ears and eyes
In any direction -left, right
Front or back.
Tell the poet not to sleep
Not to waste time
But nobody dares to tell
The poet anything.
The poet is a Supreme Being
Poet is riding the time
Let us follow the poet
Who is within.
whie the commoners call the poets ad the dreamers, GM says a lot about them. Nice to read and get appreciated, as people stop appreciating one another with no difficulties..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I loved your poem a lot; the title, diction, short verses Awesome piece