I have composed over 15900 poems...
but my master poet tells me...
its not quantity..
but quality..
then i asked him fools read me...
over 2000 daily...
let me be...
Then he said okay be a
'POETree'''
bear fruits of all kinds
more sweet.. bitter few...
i shall not interview nor interfere with you...
post all rubbish too..
who am i to control you
none can control vomit...
but then I said
some flies and fleas...
survive on vomit too...
you want me to starve them
O MASTER
TELL ME WILL YOU...
HE became silent...
then vamoosed
He has fused diffused and now lies in refuse
Keep writing and read more as you please...wring is enjoying...enjoy wring your own mind....
Writing for the sake of flushing your thoughts is OK but to write on each and everything create boredom not only for the writer also for the readers, the question remains - sweet or sour? ? fantastic poem...5++++(As you pointed max.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but then I said some flies and fleas... survive on vomit too... you want me to starve the Nice lines of an interesting poem.
grateful jawad ji