The ordinary transforms, taking us on a wild ride.
Each brushstroke of reality, a stroke of divine,
As I surrender to the muse, the moment becomes mine.
I would create
A poet is the sole creator, second to Him! And he/she creates the poems as an expression of his/her soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
"I surrender to the muse/ the moment becomes mine"… wow! What an incredible disclosure! Real poetry, Sumita