At night I saw the great picture on the table of my room,
It was definitely the best of all,
Then I went to sleep with real peace and pleasure in my mind,
In the morning I woke up
And found that the same picture had become the worst,
It seemed strange to me,
I tried hard but could not find out the reason of it,
Then my beloved friend came and informed me,
"Dear pal! the picture is still the best,
But your soul has become the worst."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fascinating imaginative write. The two closure lines.are thought provoking.