Beautiful season,
I think about
My dearest bard,
He is a true poet
Of the past,
Of the present
And of the future,
He has excelled
All other poets in this context,
He confidently writes
The glorious poesy
Of all ages
Denying the ravages of time,
As I see the blue and azure sky,
I clearly read that
Only the name of my beloved bard is written there
As the most precious poet of the world.
Only the name of my beloved bard is written there As the most precious poet of the world..fine poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful piece. Inspirational and well crafted. Enjoyed.