Up to the terrace
For it seems overcast as I vision in
As I look above, here and there
For what wondered my sense of listening
Birds keep chirping
For they are on their way back to nest
And I keep receiving
The glory in their chirp sounding the best
The victory-horns, the satisfactory bliss
And the diverting, mesmerising tweet
The flutter of wings, the beautiful flight
All I see for it seems sweet.
a nice poem............................... good job. i also invite u to read mine..[specially hindi]
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I would like to translate this poem
very nice poem, excellent thoughts.good job, keep it up.i am also just 15 and would like to invite u tn come and comment my poems