He wrote..and wrote
Pages of beautiful poems
Artistic and excellent they were..
That fell in the earth
As His Best..!
Some were beauties
And some were Richy
Some were famous
And some were genius!
At the end of His day
Almighty had the urge
And with some errors
Here and there!
All those fell here
As dumb, deaf or blind
Some in bad shape and form
And lose their charm!
He could repent and correct
And avoid in the next!
But even He could not
Correct the corrupted lot!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem