From the distance, hear a noise
Horse shoe sounds there resembles
Is it a horse and whether a horseman
Or a warrior with swords in hand
I don't know the real thing in distance
But the sound of shoe metal in the ears
I fear the death, with the sharpened sword
In a war like event no mercy at all
But there I see the horse near
Only to see an ordinary man in turban
A farmer he told his mystery of life
By a money lender he got cheated
In search of the man he runs
The journey in the horse to speed in terrain
Always we endanger the life itself
But only wishes of god ever triumphs
Nothing to worry in life at all
The things will come in natural ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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