a crystal gem
vested with golden beam
crowned with jeweled diadem
glistening with unfading gleam
the mud of misfortune has clothed you with tears
but the truth of your being unshakably bears
the true essence of what you wear
and true goodness remain with laughter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I simply smiled for this write, it really cheerful hand by you...you sound make it easy, easy for talented person...that's what i see here..you are gooooooood writer :) _Unwritten Soul