I have returned to resume writing work to fulfil my wish soon!
Yes, getting time and chance to do so seems to be a miracle;
Now I breathe fresh and free air seeing blue sky and green trees;
More than all, I see the wonderful friendship of green parrots!
Four green parrot friends are whispering something among themselve;
After making final decision, they with zeal and joy fly high out;
What a noise of joy they make after flying fast to somewhere;
Nowhere they are seen thereafter the whole day around here!
Only the evening they return to the same place and discuss again;
As in the morn, the parrots make whispering sound and finalize matter;
Like earlier, they fly with joy and thrill to the place they have decided;
Likewise, what a joy and jolly life these parrots enjoy and live in Nature!
Humans are far advanced and developed in the world but lack guts to live in Nature;
The noise and fast flying guts of parrots are kidding at human, s progress here ever!
Humans are far advanced and developed in the world but lack guts to live in Nature; The noise and fast flying guts of parrots are kidding at human, s progress here ever!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Emerson and Kerouac didn't lack the guts! Like yourself, both such great artistes! ! !