Practice, practice, practice,
To get the flow of words,
To make nice poems,
To make wise poems,
Like a Gold mining process,
The dirty process may be many,
All are for delivering mines of Gold,
With the magic power of words.
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21-12-2018,22.58 PM, Kadammanitta.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem