Where is a good poem,
We know it is a mirage.
Is good poem really a mirage?
We see life in a right vision
In the mirage. Is it not true?
Life and good poem are
One and the same for truth.
Time is here with us,
Time is the premium
We are to pay through our
Emotion and sentiments.
Poem is the source and
The stream of life and not
Mirage but solid reality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem