The word that is of the tongue afraid,
Confined in the pitcher it live cannot,
Make it a paper-boat, let it sail,
Without meeting the sea it die cannot.
This is my translation of the poem I had originally written in Hindi:
Baat darti hai jo zubaan pe aane se,
Bandh ghagar mein wo ji nahin sakti,
Bana kagaz ki kashti baha de usey,
Bin sagar mile wo mar nahin sakti.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem