A small earthen vase filled with flowers,
kept in the window make live the room,
A small pet playing in the house,
give the pleasure untold,
Did the size matters for bringing happiness,
or it is hidden in heart want to come out,
for the small reasons waiting to be unfold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beauty of life is not in big matters, it is where love is, one needs to unfold it.