Turn this poem into a poetic tweet

There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,

And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,

And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire,

Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one

Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,

If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn

Would scarcely know that we were gone.
system
is kavita ko ek kavy twit main badal den

naram barish or jameen kii gandh aegi,

or unki jhilamilaataa dhwani ke saath chakkar lagaate hue nigal jate hai;

or raat main gayan pool main mendhak,

or kaanpane vaale safed rang main junglee ber ke ped;

robins apni pankhadaar aag pahanenge,

kam baad-taar par apane sanak ko siti;

or kisi ko bhi yuddh kaa pataa nahin chalegaa, ek nahin

jab yah kiya jaataa he to ant main parvaah karenge.

koi bhi bura nahin hoga, na to pakshi or na hi ped,

agar maanav jati puri tarah se samaapt ho gai;

or vasant khud, jab vah bhor main jaag gai

shaayad hi pataa chal jayega ki ham chale gaye the.
user
ek vasant kaa mausam aa jayega jo aaleeshaan or haraa he
jahaan sabhi jaanavar drishy main anandit honge
yuddh khatm ho jayega
ek tipatiyaa ghaas ke peeche chhod diya
assistant
<|system|>
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<|user|>
is kavita ko ek kavy twit main badal den

naram barish or jameen kii gandh aegi,

or unki jhilamilaataa dhwani ke saath chakkar lagaate hue nigal jate hai;

or raat main gayan pool main mendhak,

or kaanpane vaale safed rang main junglee ber ke ped;

robins apni pankhadaar aag pahanenge,

kam baad-taar par apane sanak ko siti;

or kisi ko bhi yuddh kaa pataa nahin chalegaa, ek nahin

jab yah kiya jaataa he to ant main parvaah karenge.

koi bhi bura nahin hoga, na to pakshi or na hi ped,

agar maanav jati puri tarah se samaapt ho gai;

or vasant khud, jab vah bhor main jaag gai

shaayad hi pataa chal jayega ki ham chale gaye the.</s>
<|assistant|>
ek vasant kaa mausam aa jayega jo aaleeshaan or haraa he
jahaan sabhi jaanavar drishy main anandit honge
yuddh khatm ho jayega
ek tipatiyaa ghaas ke peeche chhod diya</s>
