In the moonlit night
The atmosphere was calm and tranquil,
The young man listened to a sweet song from a corner,
But there were different corners
And the energetic man could not understand
From where the beautiful song
was coming,
So he went to all the important corners to detect it but he avoided the little and insignificant corner with his snobbish attitude,
Actually the wonderful song was coming from that trivial place,
So the man became a fool at the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes sir you are right. In the quest of important and significant we often miss the minute one which too have significant impact. An insightful poetry. Thank-you.