TO A POEM
poem still whispers in to the ear
it turns the bitter life in to sweeter,
as the sky longs for the earth beyond the limit
life looks forward to her unasked visit
the moon invites the ocean to her occasion
and opens her mind for eternal liaison
life, the world and philosophy are nothing
but the incarnation of love- existing,
poem is a miracle and wonderful mirror
that reflected present, past and future,
it gives a beckon of unending spring
irrespective of all sort of being
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true..it makes unasked visit..and the time we spend with her is wholesome..lovely