I wrote as I write two poems one day
keeping in mind the theme of the fest;
the caption like quotation struck my chord
the household Muse swayed her rod
and strummed all the nerves of my bard-guitar:
Two flows came out from their mellifluous tune
and rushed as a gush to leap into the 'Rainbow Hues'.
I`ll sprinkle my joy and take shower from many other fonts
I`ll be there for sure to tune up my humble instrument.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem