Green leaves sprout out
in a distant, grassy island
Sways in the gust of wind.
A little bird with beautiful
feathers sings a song of
hope in the ocean of difficulties
Colourful flowers pop out
In the sands of hot desert,
A little drop of spring
flutters their broken petals
To rain the light of hope
In the paradise of adversaries
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hope and hope and hope then dope and adverse...nice bhai keep on