Everybody shouts impatiently.......
'Write me first, '
Nobody says,
'Write me last, '
The great writer is confused,
He thinks deeply in this context,
After some time......
The wise shadow laughs from aside and then says to him,
'Dear friend!
This is the reality of modern time,
Keep a blank space in your superior realm
And patiently wait for the true and authentic response from your righteous domain, '
The brilliant writer understands everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem