Yesterday the poet said this,
Today he is saying this,
Tomorrow he will also say this,
There is no difference,
Know that
The soul of a poet is
Always true and perfect,
To him the sun always
Rises in the east
And sets in the west,
Beauty is the soul of a rose,
Truth is the soul of a poet,
The great mirror of a bard gives him
Genuine reflection of the entire realm,
For this he can depict glorious and refined
Poesy for the readers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well penned poem. Truly marvelous and magnificent....5 stars*****