Bright morning peeps every corner,
It's a great thing at this juncture,
I see it with my sublime poetic eyes
And jump with exuberance,
But my beloved friend can't find any meaning in it,
As he sees nothing like this,
He laughs at me and asks,
'Are you mad? '
Good composition. Well penned and nicely presented.. very true to see such sublime glory you need to have poetic eyes.
A magnificent piece of work dear Anjandev! Well composed....5 stars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder! A good poem that has a bright morning!