Forgotten
How crippled we are!
And live from reality very far
We go after ornamentation
The poetry has lost its dimension
I beg for on open road
And ask all to give an odd
Totally new concept
Even though we are inept
But what should I do?
And go through
Mind and requirement
I think sincerely about present
The time has changed
Situation is totally mismanaged
The religion has taken over spirit
But main contention to greet has been forgotten
So I ask for restoration
Of original orientation
Of poems in real form
In intact form and not in torn appearance
So I ask for restoration Of original orientation Of poems in real form In intact form and not in torn appearance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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