What can I say? Nothing but my feeling of gay
This is all I want to convey
Beauty of Poetic Animation ,
lies in the power of imagination
Poetic Knowledge which has no edge
is inhabited in you, which we find only in few
The way you express your view
is extremely new
When my eyes are moving line by line
My heart is screaming fine and fine
How can I define?
It is real admiration but not exaggeration
My feelings which are sleeping,
wake and began leaping
May God Bless, do write like this
When you want to pen, don't look for a pen
waiting for time, results in loss of rhyme
Every moment you want to pen
think that it is good omen
At Last, I want to convey something
nothing but a sweet nothing
don't feel anything
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Reviews of "To a Poet Friend on reading her poem"
Reviewed by satish
Reviewed on April 6, 2002
This is what I want to say...
What can I say? Nothing but my feeling of gay
This is all I want to convey
Beauty of Poetic Animation ,
lies in the power of imagination
Poetic Knowledge which has no edge
is inhabited in you, which we find only in few
The way you express your view
is extremely new
When my eyes are moving line by line
My heart is screaming fine and fine
How can I define?
It is real admiration but not exaggeration
My feelings which are sleeping,
wake and began leaping
May God Bless, do write like this
When you want to pen, don't look for a pen
waiting for time, results in loss of rhyme
Every moment you want to pen
think that it is good omen
At Last, I want to convey something
nothing but a sweet nothing
don't feel anything
What can I say? Nothing but my feeling of gay
This is all I want to convey
Beauty of Poetic Animation ,
lies in the power of imagination
Poetic Knowledge which has no edge
is inhabited in you, which we find only in few
The way you express your view
is extremely new
When my eyes are moving line by line
My heart is screaming fine and fine
How can I define?
It is real admiration but not exaggeration
My feelings which are sleeping,
wake and began leaping
May God Bless, do write like this
When you want to pen, don't look for a pen
waiting for time, results in loss of rhyme
Every moment you want to pen
think that it is good omen
At Last, I want to convey something
nothing but a sweet nothing
don't feel anything