The gibberish
Slowly flourishes
In the innocent sphere,
Nobody reads,
The sun sets,
Gradually darkness casts its spell,
Then.......
An innocent stranger appears
Wearing a dark veil,
He reads the gibberish
With immense pleasure
And explains its important meaning
In the mysterious atmosphere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantastic poem. Extremely well penned. To score and to my favorites!