A poet is quite an ordinary human being
Whatever he writes may not be a great saying
You may read it for the time being
And even question the timing but enjoy its rhyming
A poet has many ups and downs
Sometimes she unnecessarily frowns
Her creations are not always the greatest crowns
There may be some laughing clowns
In the poetic garden, all are not beautiful roses
There may be some ugly wild flowers
Some flowers may not have any seeds
Just like some poems have no reads
But the poet’s greatest duty is continually to write
It may be utterly wrong or absolutely right
Like a soaring rocket it may reach the greatest height
Or it may fall flat like a broken kite
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is so true about poet ups and downs, and the end so optimistic, doesn't matter how many ugly flowers we will create still one day we will give life one beautiful, thanks for sharing thoughts through poetry.