A journey starts on a desires cart
Redemption speaks here than any more
Here the wealth is low and life here
Poverty resounds here sometimes
Travelled a regime where wealth speaks all
Relation that speak less sometimes
Wealth that make panic its way
Insecurity that matches as well
Another land where weapon speak
Gun points a way of lust and loss
Here never echoes the sound of weeping
Where mother is sold as slaves
Here the dryness speak its language
Skelton speak an epoch of life
Fallen trees weep in sunlight
Long desert mirage starving life
Here in my land nothing is extreme
Only the unfulfilled dreams speaks
Hatred Please don't come this way
As this regime is the paradise on earth
India, India only……………………
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We need peace than the muse of war on earth. Nice work.
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I would like to translate this poem
Only the unfulfilled dreams speaks Hatred Please don't come this way very nice poem. loving india..... patriotic soul of poetesss.... thank you for this poem. dev