BLUE SKY
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA
Blue sky,
Is changing its colour,
It is becoming black,
But this is laughing upon mankind,
Its face is twinkling,
With stars,
Those flashing meteors,
That blue moon,
Are making the face beauty of,
Blue sky
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Peaks of surrealism....wow.......10