This is,
This is,
Surely this is
The best poetry
Of the world,
My tranquil mind dances in an ecstasy,
Soon the worst poetry laughs at me
From the nearest corner.
The creative soul of a poet sometimes marvels at his own creation.He wonders whether this piece come of his pen.But when he feels no inspiration is coming and tries to write he againn wonders how such a poem he wrote that is not worth reading.
The best and worst poetry together like two sides of a coin.......teasing! .......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many times I feel, the poem I post is not a good one, but then find that appreciation pours in from readers.