Poets have instinctive expressions
Of the innate indulgence of passions
They can convey the deepest thought.
And the myriad sentiments man fought.
Poets have perceptive imaginations
Of the mysterious things of creations
They can portray the unseen splendor
And the multitude pleasures man candor.
Poets have receptive intuitions
Of the intimate human impressions
They can inscribe the precise scene
And the diverse measures man seen.
Poets have speculative dreams
Of the infinities of all poetic themes
They manipulate to signify the verses
And the poetic rhymes man converses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem