The great artist was inspired with the expectation
That his work would surely win the best prize in the competition,
He was very excited with his optimistic mind,
But the judges thought it otherwise
And the famous artist could not win the precious prize.
But he did not repent for this,
Rather he reviewed his work minutely, but could not find any flaw in it;
His mind became happy and contented,
In fact it was never empty or uninspiring,
The fabulous artist resolved to come back again in that arena with flying colours.
That's the true spirit of an artist and a man above all,
Winning or losing is the part of life,
One should not think much about it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Artistic life is always inspired and this requires admiration and honour comes while prize is given. There may be winning of loosing but artistic works are nice. Amazing poem is shared....10