that feeling
when you have already
written thousands and
thousands of
poems
only to find out
one early morning when
you face another
blank wall again and
you realize again and again
that you have not
written a thing or
anything at all.....
Early morning motivates mind with suitable reflection. An excellent poem is beautifully penned with clarity of imagination.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yet after all of those you must be pretty sure the last poem won't be the last - though it will be, of course.