Never astound,
Nor confound with dickens,
Who have evil will;
They come and murk surrounding,
But fail, as are ephemeral as mist;
Arises on land and vanishes in sky,
As sun rises again in dawn;
Has no shade, no shape,
Yet captivates the haze,
by its virtues of beacon;
© Sadashivan Nair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who have evil will; They come and murk surrounding, But fail, as are ephemeral as mist; ............beautiful expression with nice theme. Dear Sadashivan, you have astutely and hauntingly inscribed this poem and nicely justified the title. I appreciate this poem.10