Heavenly nectar
Is here in the words
Of the poets.
Let me read it,
Let me converse
With the poets.
Let me hear the poets,
The poets are here,
Let me see them.
The poets are nothing
But like naga babas
Taking shelter
In words and the words
Are there with nectar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem