He is handsome,
brilliant,
have deep faith in God
and himself also.
He regularly appears
in the dream,
tells the stories of his land and people;
describes his adventure one after another
takes me to the unknown land
to feel joy like a swan flying in the blue sky.
He never betray whom he discovers
in the agony of worldly matters;
He remains always,
in my world of fantasy,
though i have already crossed
the childhood days and now approaching
towards the horizon of life.
Sometime i think him a dream
sometime i feel he is real,
i am yet inside a riddle
never tried to solve.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem