I hear the sound of parrots, when I wake up from bed;
Fun liking, brisk birds mingle with tree green in hue;
What clarion call they make from the distant trees
I wonder after a longtime in my vicinity here today!
Is it reminding me of International Poetry Day today?
Its crooked red beak is the cynosure of its green attire
That makes a great question mark as it nourishes fruits
From the rich trees around my residential area long..!
Yes, I understand its question and answer it with my
Poetry today especially dedicating it to them now...;
Yes, like parrots and other beautiful birds, poets are
Ever free birds to express all ideas sans any barrier!
Poets fly free in their world of poetry as the birds
Fly free in the sky wandering like lonely clouds ever
Searching for new things all over the world everyday;
Everyone and everything everywhere are poetry to poets!
Everyday is poetry day for them, though one day is allotted
For poetry to celebrate all over the world just to remind
All that poetry is crown of literature and poets are ever
The unacknowledged legislators of the human world sure...!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem