Poetry, poetry and poetry
Pervade my sublime realm day and night,
I try my best,
But never get rid of it,
Strange indeed!
Poetry comes to me
As naturally as the leaves come to a tree,
I live for poetry,
I die for poetry,
I sleep with poetry,
I wake up with poetry,
It's truly divine feeling for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem