AN OLD POET
One day an old poet wrote a lyrical poem
of love,
He put it to music and sang out his verse,
And those around him heard his lyrical sound,
His voice was gruff and he sang out loud!
His music was jovial, his music was light,
His song got wafted in the cool breeze of
the night!
And when he was tired he slept like a log,
But no one knew if he was loved at all!
-Raj Nandy
04 Mar 09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a poet doesnt grow old one day my mom told so I wanted to be one As i wanted stay always young she said a poet lives thru his words ageless, timeless and eternal........ nice poem sir........