The old man
Advises everyone,
'Nothing is here,
Everything is there.....
In the vain sphere, '
His eyes glitter
With great confidence
And determination,
Everybody ignores......
Because nobody understands
The philosophical meaning
Of his great words,
So what?
The precious words
Reverberate in the atmosphere
With flying colours.
A wonderful and interesting poem to ponder about. Well presented.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another Bravo-worthy poem Please Read and Comment on my poem Rotting in the Past Thanx