The wealth is my marvel
Eager to discover
A rich new world
Confused yet I am
At the novel expedition
With no heralding flag
Great excitement conscripts my heart
At this great discovery
Though with no tutelage
Trickles in drops onset
Begin to freely flow
Of its own accord
To herald a time that is due
For a new direction
The abyss of inspiration
(Wednesday 3rd October,1996)
a new direction......fine. Thank u.I have already commented on your poems......Hope and The beauty of death. anjandev roy.
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I would like to translate this poem
Eager to discover! ! ! Of its own accord. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.