Truth can not be distorted
Brand can be reported
Original still remains original with show
Rest all are bound to disappear and go
Air, wind and fragrance are means and carrier
We always feel real essence and seem happier
Likewise sun, moon and stars are divine
How come one later their position and define
Thousands of flowers boom
There is space and room
If someone thinks he has original with concept
All poets must prefer corner to be wept
All the times moon may appear new and beautiful
The rose may too come up with elegance and make us cheerful
Certain things must be left to readers view
They know how to judge and pay the dues
I always find something new
A poem within poem for few
One knows what is left out for presentation
This is real time to pick thread and do the cementation
The unconcealed truth Dumka Vincent1 hour ago Nice Comment +1
Pretty good Flashin12000.1 hour ago Grammatically a bit odd but nice rhythm and style
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very different topic..expressed beutifully Kriti Gupta1 hour ago the comparison with the nature..the moon the rose.... its lovely. and wonder how can one find a topic so different to write upon Good work. Comment 0