I neither exist nor i was born
in Paris, in New york, in london
I am situated in a small place
though millions come for my a glance
I am not counted in the seven wonders
though i have attracted many plunderers
I am not such a piece worth in gold
but call an adult or a child or an old
Regarding me people comment a lot
they come to see me in cold and hot
being nothing, I may be pride of nation
everyone coming to me have an intention
I serve from thousand of years and over
in your service yesterday., today and forever.
being nothing, I may be pride of nation.....may be, not, surely you are the proud of your nation...well written & well presented...awe to read these lines. I am not counted in the seven wonders though i have attracted many plunderers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nothing is something special, very unique, even though I neither exist nor I was born! Original and sassy!