He has nothing to write,
Still he begins to write,
One line,
Two lines,
Three lines,
This way he goes on spontaneously,
Eventually when he finishes it,
He finds that he has written a long poetry,
He considers it as one of his best.
A very interesting write and so very true. Many of us can relate to this wonderful thoughts. To begin is the hardest part in any endeavor we undertake. Yet, when we get started, the thoughts will just flow naturally and without knowing we have written a long and beautiful piece of art. A well crafted and conveyed poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we all live in a fools PARADISE EACH poem PPME COMPOSES HE FEELS SOME GUY IS GOING TO FRAME IT ANOTHER GAL JUST TOLD ME PPME SEE WHAT I WROTE IS FIVE MINUTES ITS SO LOVELY WORTHY OF A NOBEL i FEEL YES I SAID GOOD TRASH SHE CLASHED WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT POETRY AS MUCH AND IF NOT MOE NONE REALLY YOU ALONE ARE POETIC SHE JUMPED SKY HIGH HURT HER HEAD ON THE CEILING AND SIMPLE COLLAPSED SAD BUT WE MUST ALL FACE REALITIES