One must be born first
to a woman called a mom
then become a man
after performing unparalleled deeds
become a real Lord
later when gone with the
chilling winds
into darkest forests
researched
goes into oblivion
all who remain behind
brand the one as
God
you could be one
such a one
nonequivalent
so many have been
in mind's memory
still are immortally living
name them will ye
you know em all
who are now
since aeons
Living eternal
ones
.
Many said great idea but here grading is poor why? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No one is commenting what should I DO? ? ? ? ?