I sat in the riverside
Where sees the western sky
The evenings that in this day
A perfect visual treat readily made
The great canvas being the sky
Then who colored the sky so bright
So beautifully, to create wonderful paintings
The creativity that I enjoys,
Forgetting the worldly hardships of all
And even I allows my mind to got with it
Remembering the kindness of universe to all
That never complains against any one
Except to make the comforts to all
I enjoy the visual treats in such a way
That the happiness that I likes to continue
Allowing my freedom in this open air
Without botheration of interference
The birds are coming back from somewhere
Flying with unity keeping their ways
Without making another to fall down
And always making signals of happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem