The Conference Of The Nightingales Poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
The Conference Of The Nightingales
what pleasures could we need?
whose The Empress we served?
where real joys our soul mates were?
with the love of beloved children
we'll decorate the most splendid sun
we'll recite the divine magnetic verses
our wishes are heavy with many sparkles
like ripe moon bearing down the crystal lake
that flies across to Greenland, and sings aloud
I like it Ahmad, A very intellectual poem, you have become a nightnegale as your pen brings us the words of the empress you serve. Very good a 10. Your friend Lynn
Oh my, my, my, no need for questions...nightingale your words serve your Empress well and bring real joy to her soul-sing on through the New Year. Thanks for inviting me to read your '3' Great work 10+++
Nice poem indeed, I like the remarkable title too :) ! If you want, read and comment on my newest poem'Utopia' Thanks for sharing...
Dear Shiddiqui, Thanks for your invite, Liked the poem for its originality and the universal intellectual message.Highly rated. Request you to read and comment upon my poem 'A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR' Rajkumar
The pleasure in servitude, Comes to meet the art and skills within, It is in the beauty of knowing thine art, Against the vulgar naked greed that lies within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/26/2025 6:14:39 AM # 1.0.0
now the refreshing poem, stated to sings its tune...such a poem that brings pleasure to the mind....God blesses this poem...a 10 +++++